“ I can't believe I got detention for standing up to that bitch. Since when did standing up for myself become a problem?” I muttered to myself, playing with the hem of my shirt. So our principal thought it would be nice if I stayed back to serve my time { in detention of course} for emptying a cup of yogurt on Melissa's head. Do I feel bad? Nope. She deserved it for speaking to me ever so rudely. Plus she had it coming anyway, I've always wanted to get back at her for stealing my pencil when we were five. Nanna gifted me that pencil and she stole it from me. Sadly, I'm not that stupid. She wanted to get back at me for standing up to her when she bullied a transferred student last week. Melissa thought it would be a bright idea if she treated the girl badly because of her beautiful ebony skin. Discrimination is an absolute no and I won't let a girl suffer because of her skin color. Defending that girl meant walking with a target at my back. So when she had the opportunity today, she “ accidentally” conveniently caused me to trip. And I not so accidentally poured yogurt all over her. Accidents happen right? But I still got punished. Stacey got tired of waiting for me and drove off a few hours ago. I'll just walk home today, it would be a great way to exercise my legs.
The plan was to walk through the park and a path that'll lead me to an ice-cream store few blocks away from my house. That was the quickest way to save time. I furrowed my brows in confusion upon getting to the park. It was strangely empty, nobody was around. The benches were empty, with no children and no pets. It was 5 in the evening and it usually also busy. My sixth sense alerted me of someone's intense gaze piercing into my skin. Looking over my shoulder, I found no one. Still, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being followed. Nobody was around, it was indeed oddly strange. Not minding, I increased my pace and speed-walked hoping to see a living being soon. My wish was granted, not in the way I had expected. Two well-built men showed up beside me, the one at my side gaged my mouth without giving me room to contest. The other injected my arm. That was all it took to made me feel all dizzy and fuzzy. My vision became blurred as I hit the ground.
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{ A/N: The second half of this chapter contains a scene that some might find disturbing. You can skip to the next chapter, it would still make sense. I wouldn't want to trigger anything with my semi-gory content}
The stench of alcohol and cigarettes dragged me out of my forced slumber. I tried to open my eyes, forcefully blinking but I couldn't. I tried to scream but I couldn't even speak. What the hell happened? My hands were tied behind my back and trying to wiggle out caused more harm than good as Detention...... The park... Silence.... Those men. Realization dawned on me and I cursed inwardly. They sedated me! I have to get out of here. At least, my legs were free. I wiggled uncomfortably and stood up on my feet. In normal circumstances, I'm clumsy and am liable to trip on my own feet. Walking with my eyes closed and my hands tied made me prone to worse injuries. Taking few steps, one at a time I walked further away from the room. Or so I thought, I just walked in a direction.
“ Tsk Tsk, not so fast princess” A voice called out mockingly. Immediately, I froze in my steps. Stupidly, earlier I hadn't thought about anyone being present in the room with me. I just assumed my kidnappers were not around or something. The blindfold over my eyes was removed, making me take few steps backward because of the sudden light. I was doing fairly well, few meters away from the door. If only he was asleep.
“ How far did you expect to go, blindfolded?. And here I was thinking you were smart.” He shook his head and laughed maniacally.
I yelled all sorts of profanities at him but that came out as muffled noises. My mouth was gagged.
“ I'll remove the gag, but.... I wouldn't want you swearing profanities at me now would I? Take a seat and I'll tell you why you're here” He motioned to the chair by the door. He was really mocking my helplessness now. Despite the chair been right beside the door, I still wouldn't be able to leave. Flashing me the gun inside his coat, he curved his mouth into a smirk. Bloody bastard.
Involuntarily, I sat down and watched as he rounded a rope around me. Noticing me arch my eyebrow in question, he indistinctly spoke about two-factor authentication.
“ Before we get to anything, I'll like to try out some things” He whistled, alerting bastard no 2 who strolled in lazily. Without further ado, he walked to my chair and crouched in front of me. The look of lust in his eyes sent cold shivers down my spine. Was a piece of meat to be devoured? He bit his lower lip and grabbed my neck. Leaving a trail of wet kisses from my neck to the lobe of my ear.
“ I'm not a pedophile but.......” He whispered softly. The gag from my mouth came off, I should have been happy but I was too busy staring at the animal in front of me to notice that. So this was it, I get kidnapped only to be defiled? What have I ever done to them? My eyes widened in horror and my breathing stopped as his likes were jammed to mine. Forcing his tongue into my mouth, he explored every corner of my mouth. With that, every bit of strength inside of me was drained. I didn't struggle, I didn't speak, I didn't resist. Numbness took over me as I stared at him emotionless.
Sirens blared loudly outside the building I was held captives. The two jerks moved over to the window to discuss their current situation, leaving me to think. I noticed the trail of cigarette butts, leading from the door over to the window. Empty bottles of beer were piled up at one corner of the room. No wonder it reeked in here. Filthy pigs! A little harsh? Of course! It wasn't like I was to give hugs and kisses after they released me. Holding a 16-year-old girl just to steal kisses and carress her face. One of this fucking beer-drinking bastards had his tongue in my mouth. My first kiss! Blinking rapidly, I prevented the tears that welled up in my eyes threatening to fall. That's exactly what they wanted from me, to hurt me and break my spirit. The room was empty, aside from me tied up to the chair by the door and the two morons. Why they kidnapped me, I had no idea. Perhaps they were someone my parents had offended, but why kidnap me just to get back at them. I doubted they want
“Where am I?” I asked in a hoarse voice as I rubbed my eyes, the way my brother Noël did whenever he was sleepy. Trying to get up on my feet I asked again, irritated that I wasn't getting an answer.“ RUN!” Someone bursted in, trying to catch his breath.“ RUN!” he repeated and left as quickly as he had come.His words triggered emotions and everyone dispersed. Not having time to think anything through, I followed suit. A stab of pain, from my lower abdomen, caused me to falter in my steps. Nobody seemed to care, so I held on to my side and used up the strength in me. It seemed like we were on our heels for hours, passing through turns and corners as swiftly as possible. My weak self, was behind the rest of the crew, trying to catch up to them. This is ridiculous, running with some bunch of strangers. Away from or towards heavens knows what. Where am I? What I am doing here? Why does my body hurt so much? And what the hell are we running from? I
“ Didn't I tell you to stay in the tent?” An angry voice yelled, as his figure hollered over me.“ Leave me alone mom, the bed is hard” I muttered sleepily. The bed or rather the floor was really hard and uncomfortable.“ I'm not your mother you idiot!” He shouted.“ Ahhh” I panicked and landed a kick in the middle of his legs. I stood up immediately, trying to figure out who the person was. It was the jerk from yesterday, I guess I'm not only a sack of potatoes.“ Ouch” He jumped, greatly pissed at my actions. Okay, so I panicked. I thought a strange guy was in my bedroom. They weren't any bedroom because I cried myself to sleep last night. Heavens knows how he managed to find me under my tree of depression. I quickly apologized. It was really my intention to.... hurt him. “ What was that for? Are you out to commit murder?” He asked as he groaned in pain, ho
“ Is everyone ready?” The informant asked, quickly glancing around. I suppose I should stop calling him “ The informant” but I didn't know his name. I don't know any of them's names. So for now, that's how I will address him. In my mind at least. He quickly took a roll call, which I found hilarious. His older siblings rolled their eyes at him but mumbled their yeses regardless. I could pick up their names from his check.Aghan was the oldest and the one I've spoken to since I got here. Lafeya was a teenager but not as old as Aghan. Adrian and Alhadera looked alike so I assumed they were twins.. The thought of my twin siblings caused a sinking feeling in my heart but I casually pushed it aside. The one person whose name I wasn't able to hear was the informant's, he was the one calling everyone's name and didn't bother to call his. They led the way and I followed. It wasn't like I had a choice, I didn't know the way around. And I wasn't interested in sta
“ We are here” The deep voice informed, I stirred in my sleep and yawned loudly. “ Wake up!” The person said again, a little bit deeper.“ Yes?” My eyes fluttered and I immediately shut it. Too bright. I covered my eyes with one hand, using the other to hang on to Aghan's back. So I fell asleep. The short naps I was having had me worried but I haven't really slept properly recently so I guess it should be expected.“ We are here. I want to put you down now” How gentlemanly. I felt sorry for his back though, but he said I didn't weigh much so that made me less guilty.“ Ok” Releasing my hold around his neck, I swung my feet over his body and let it drop to the ground. He led the way and I followed. Discreetly, I wiped the trail of saliva on my face away. I wanted to crawl inside a hole. I drooled on him, even though he didn't seem to notice. I tried har
My eyes were puffy, but my face was free from tears by the time we left. I'm not sure if we'll be returning here tomorrow. They always wanted to come to the old building, even though it was more stressful. Staying at the cliff will guarantee safety for a longer period rather than walking to and fro. Balmoh led the way, as usual, the twins behind him and Aghan gliding by my side. I took slow steps, enjoying the peace while trying to keep calm inside. “ Your pendant is cool” “ Yeah. It was a present from my Dad. He dragged me along with him to the store and I was forced to see him pick out the one he deemed perfect. I felt it was perfect and it has never left my neck since then, up until now” I explained simply. It was a promise I made to myself. Never to take it off, but know I didn't want to put it back on so I stored it safely in my Jean pocket.Nobody said anything after that. We just kept walking, this time I walked on my o
“ She talked about loss, what happened to her?” I asked Dera on our way back. She wasn't much of a companion and left me to walk behind, I constantly increased my pace to catch up. That's all I ever while walking with anyone, catching up. When I get back, exercising must be my priority. Who am I kidding?.... I wouldn't exercise even if a gun was pointed at my head.“ Dee lost someone very important to her. "“ Oh” I decided to drop the topic, there's no need for me to go sniffing around trying to figure how what anyone has lost. That was the least of my problems. “ Her son Hugh was the volunteer from her family. He was to turn 23 today and had a pretty fiancée named Shannara. San's skin was the prettiest color ever, black and shiny. Unlike my regular white skin, hers was entirely dark without any patch of white and never pale. From what I heard She wasn't from Charlaedon or anywhere nearby but she has
I laid down in my very uncomfortable sleeping bag. You would think after a month of sleeping here I would be used to it by now. That was the opposite of what I was feeling this sleeping bag was just as uncomfortable as the tent. Some find this padded bag warm but it shouldn't be consistently used in place of a bed in my opinion. Oh, the things I would trade to be able to sleep on my comfy bed at home. I have been thinking about home a lot. Not like I had anything better to do. I was stuck in a tent, given three square meals daily and I only step out when I want to shower. I haven't even been to the old building since the first time and I don't intend on making such long trips to see a house. Being left on my own has given me enough time to think. I still haven't figured out how I got here or what I would to get back. I am as clueless as I was one the first day I got to Charlaedon. Nobody had answers for me, I didn't have answers for myself. We were all sailing the boat of cluelessne