Five long ass hours.
Snow covering most of the ground making it almost impossible to see the damn road, and yet Michigan was still three hours out. My face burned, my head hurt, and I think I'm getting sick. All because my dad needs me and my brother to come home. I really hope this isn't some bullshit like the last time.
My fucking head is bussin right now.
I need a run. Despite the hours ahead of me, I need a release. Maybe that will cool some of this pent up energy I got.
Snow never bothers me during a run, but for some reason this snow felt....different.
I couldn't explain it but I could feel like something bad was about to happen.
I pulled off my sweatshirt and pants and stripped completely naked, leaving my clothes in the car.
I was gonna need those later.
I inhaled deeply and let Damien emerge. Running in snow always calmed my nerves. Although it hardly ever snows in Virginia. Cold weather has always been my go to. I hate the summer time. It's entirely too fucking hot to be doing anything. Plus I get irritated fast as fuck.
I was running towards the small lake in the middle of the woods when I heard a loud snap from behind me. My head jerked in the direction the sound was coming from. I peered into the darkness trying to make sense of what or who was trying to sneak up on me. I heard the same sound coming from the direction of my car.
I went to turn my whole body when a sharp pain hit my neck.
Everything went black. My muscles tensed to the point of pain. My mouth became itchy and dry, it felt like my throat was ripping itself apart. The pain felt like it lasted for days. On a repeating cycle I couldn't escape from.
I woke up to the smell of blood. I had shifted back to myself and my arms were in chains attached to a stone wall. I struggled against the chains, trying to free myself to no luck. I tried to speak but there was some sort of muzzle on my mouth.
If there wasn't a more inappropriate time for a muzzled dog jokes. It would be this exact moment.
A large steel door, that looked like it had been constructed into the stone wall opened with a loud ass bang.
I quickly closed my eyes, to give off the impression I was still unconscious, but peeking just enough to see who it was.
A tall woman walked in. Her skin was a dark mocha and her hair fell to her waist in braids. She wore a long sparkling black dress, that had the biggest slit going down the side of her leg. When she walked her whole right leg would show, all the way to the lining of her underwear, which by the way I could tell was lace. The top of the dress wrapped around the bottom of her shoulders, exposing her smooth skin. The front of the dress draped down the middle of her chest letting just the curves of her breast peek through. Thigh high heeled boots covered her muscular legs.
Not that I was looking.
Her facial features reminded me of Aly. She honestly was beautiful. I tried not to think about it as much but every move she made closer to me made the hair on my body stand up.
The woman walked around me seemingly to be taking in my features. Her hand trailed my bare back, around to my abdomen. She pushed my dreads out of my face and lifted my head up to hers, tightening the muzzle around my face. Whispering something into my ear.
Before I could understand what she was saying, my arms snapped backwards breaking them instantly. This forced the loudest scream from my throat. Making me arch my whole body and shake uncontrollably.
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