Walking down a deserted roadway you sigh, sleep deprived and really cranky. The lampposts are the only light sources preventing you from freaking out in the dark; especially while you're walking next to bushes. Irritated, you think back to how your brothers both had forced you to joining them on one of their reckless nights out. The only thing they failed to realize was that you aren't 18 years old and thus not allowed in those stupid night clubs.
"Morons," you grumble to yourself whilst kicking a stone into a well in the ground. Feeling your heartbeat frantically quicken as it lands, you lightly curse to yourself for being such a wimp. What a stupid reason to be scared; just because it's late.
As you make your way over to a more crowded road, sudden light descents behind you making you stop in your tracks. “It’s just a car, just a car,” you whisper to yourself, swallowing your fear with great difficulty. Though despite you assuring yourself all is well, you still decide to peak behind your shoulder anyway, just to be safe.
It’s a cab.
“Oh thank god,” you whisper to yourself, sighing in relieve as you lift up your hand to beckon the cab over. You hadn’t quite expected to see a cab here, but you merely shrug it off guessing your just lucky today. You smile politely as the cabdriver stops right in front of you and you get it.
“Where to, miss?” The cabdriver asks. You can clearly see his green eyes in the rearview mirror as he looks at you.
“Can you bring me to the bus station nearest to the park? That’s where I live,” you answer, relaxing on the comfy backseat. The cushions are quite bouncy, you notice and it pleases you. The car starts moving and you stare outside of the window, the lights flashing past your eyesight as you get lost in your own little world.
The occasional leaps the car makes relaxes you and slowly… very slowly your vision becomes darker you’re not able to keep open your eyes much longer as you fall into a gentle sleep.
“AAAH,” A sudden stop and yell startles as your eyes snap open and you’re thrown against the back of the front seat. The impact made on your head makes for an unbearable sting and you grumble in an attempt to yell but your voice refuses to obey.
You can barely get your entire body on the back seat, causing you to remain in an uncomfortable position with your upper body spread across the back seat. Your eyelids start drooping again but before you fall into unconsciousness you see the cabdriver being dragged out of the car and a black-hooded figure gets in. He glances at you for a second, but you can’t see his face…
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This passes, though you’re oblivious to the fact.
Slowly… the sting in your head gradually increases, “God dammit,” you curse lightly, resting your hand over your forehead. Your head feels as though someone is hammering against the inside of your skull and, quite obviously, it hurts like hell. What did you do last night for it to hurt this badly?
All you remember is walking and then getting a cab, which had quite the comfortable seats… kind of like the fabric you’re lying on now—“Oh god,”
Your eyes snap open and you instantly shoot up, looking around panicking. You groan as the pain increases by the sudden angle of your head and you almost feel like puking.
"W-What--” you can't seem to finish your sentence, you're too freaked out. You look down at yourself. Your clothes are still on... that's good right? Plus you’re not even sore so you can't be raped. Right? Thinking of that night's happenings, you were convinced it was a dream, but the circumstances now were proving you quite wrong.
You stare out of the window for the car's surroundings. You're in gas station. A quite deserted gas station but a gas station no less. There had an owner who could help you. There had to be.
Hastily you try to open the doors. They're not even locked!
You feel another burden lighten your heart as you open de door further, getting out instantly. Though as your halfway out you spot a pair of black shoes on front of you. Your heart pace quickens, not daring to avert your eyes up at the stranger who's possibly your kidnapper.
"Escaping would be quite a stupid thing to do," You can't help but notice feeling quite drawn in by the voice. But you simply refuse to stare up at his face. That way you wouldn't be able to escape at all.
"I won't kill you if you look at me or anything," he jokes, though you find it anything but amusing, the fear still overtaking you. "Besides," he added, "You won't be able to escape me anyway. He concluded as you frown.
"Watch me," you snap back, pushing the door open further, hoping it'd hit the stranger and take a leap out of the car, blindly running towards what seemed like a forest.
But while you're on your mission to escape, you bump into something rather hard. "Really? Are you really that stupid?" the same voice who spoke to you earlier now exclaimed, quite astonished. You're shocked out of your mind; you hadn't even seen him pass you. How--
Backing away, you look up. What you're seeing shocks you. Not only is his voice amazingly beautiful, but he, himself, is quite handsome as well. The guy seems about 19 or 20, his silvery hair was hugging his complexion perfectly.
"L-Look, I'll do anything just let me go!" you plead as you're probably unable to escape by running anyway and you have no clue how to drive a car.
"I'd definitely love to take up that offer, but I can't," The guy says simply and he shrugs, smirking. "Come on get in the car before I rape you," Though probably knowing you'd refuse the guy merely grabs your upper arm firmly and drags you to the car. Your struggles seem absolutely futile to his grip and no one can hear your screams.
Your kidnapper pushes you into the car and within no time he's next to you, starting the car with the doors locked already. "What the fuck?!" you yell, "How'd you get there so soon?!"
The answer is less than satisfying though. "Figured you'd be that way," the kidnapper rolls his eyes, "Go to sleep, I'm too tired for your hysterics," he orders as if you're two old friends taking a road trip together.
"W--- How can I sleep with some freak beside me?!"
No answer. The kidnapper is merely mumbling something and you stare at him weirdly. "You are a ---," you're unable to finish your sentence. Your body becomes limp, having you fall into the passenger’s seat and your eyes close.
You've fallen asleep.
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"WHAT THE HELL, JUDE?! I told you to bring us FOOD. Not a goddamn hooker!"
"She's NOT a hooker, I checked her ID,"
"That's not the point you fucking idiot!"
"Ugh shut up!" This time it was your voice groaning as you wake up. You're assuming it's your brothers arguing again until you realize something... you a hooker? ... Checked your ID?
You instantly sit up, and notice four guys surrounding you bed, looking at you. Your eyes widen as you look around the room. You're definitely not in your room, or even in your house. It scares you to death; you don't even want to know what four guys could be doing with one girl.
You shake your head frantically, not wanting to think of any of it as you back away from all of the immediately. Sadly you don't see where you're going and thus you fall to the floor, painfully landing on your bottom.
Laughter emits from the other side of the bed, you look to see it's your kidnapper. He's laughing at you.
"Come on Jude, knock it off," one of the guys rolls his eyes as he kneels next to you, smiling sweetly. "Are you okay, dear?" he says extending his hand, which you only slap away immediately.
"What do you want with me?" You ask frowning.
"Well, dressed like that I wouldn't mind copping a feel," another one says, a smirk playing his handsome features. You stare at him weirdly until you realize something. The bare skin of your legs are touching the cold hard-wooden floor and you can't remember wearing a skirt. Slowly, you look down.
You gasp.
You can't believe what's happening to you. You are completely dressed down to your underwear. Biting your lower lip you instantly hug your knees in an attempt to protect your dignity, but the stares of your kidnapper and some other guy are too perverted to believe you have any left.
"Guys, don't stare at her like that," the one next to you sighs.
"Pfft, you're the one who undressed her!" you kidnapper rolls his eyes. At this you look at the guy next to you, the panic in your eyes quite obvious.
"Hey, hey don't panic alright? I won't hurt you," he smiles, extending his hand once again but you back off immediately.
"Get away from me!" you yell as you get up, though with great difficulty. You finally manage to get your trembling legs to obey and stand straight until they realize it's too much for them and give in, having you fall to the floor.
But instead of feeling the hard floor again, you now feel a couple of warm, strong arms wrap around you, pressing you against a rock hard chest. You notice that his hands are touching the bare skin of your waist, making you want to pull away instantly.
"Get away from me, you creep!" you yell at him. Though the struggles are futile... again.
"Got some spice doesn't she?" your kidnapper or... Jude smirks lightly, crossing his arms as he leans against a wall. He seems rather pleased with the fact that he just ruined your life and so does the other guy who's also smirking and nodding his head approvingly.
The guy who's holding you merely sighs as he carries you to the bed, gently putting you down, pulling the sheets up and giving them to you so you can cover yourself up.
"It was extremely stupid of you to bring her, Jude," another one says. You reckon he was the one yelling at Jude for bringing you with, "You know how bad Drake resists human blood,"
Human... blood. You've made up your mind; these guys are complete psychos! They're going to use you for their sadistic experiments while they're turned on by the cries of your pain! Then they're going to rape you and kill you, playing with your organs.
You feel at loss. You're far too scared to bring out a word. You just want to go home. A quiet sob escapes your lips.
"Now look what you've done!" the one helping you earlier, accuses Jude as he wraps his arms around you again. You ball your fists tightly, forcing yourself to stop from crying and push the guy away.
"What do you want with me?!"
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