"fuck you" "fuck me" "w-what?" *smut* short chapters but that's the style of the book.

I lay there my body cold and shivering where was i? I looked around the cold dank room trying to see any trace of light there was none. How had i got here? i remembered throwing my bags inside the front door and then nothing. I slowly lifted my heavy body and tried to stand my head was pounding and i felt sick ,sweat dripped from my forehead had i been drugged? I lifted my hand to my head something wet and sticky covered my hand i sniffed the substance on my fingers and gasped as i realised the the dripping sweat could in fact be blood it smelled almost metallic like. I traced my forehead to find the injury but there was none a sigh of relief escaped my cold lips then an awful thought dawned on me if this was in fact blood then who's was it .