Abducted

Sofie's POV

I woke up to the sound of the same shrill laughter of a female that I had heard, before everything went dark.

As soon as I winked an eye open, I immediately knew I was in grave danger.

The place I was in looked like a basement or should I say a dark, horrifying den.

I was sat on a chair, and tied to it with a spiky rope that dug into my skin with every little movement I made, and my mouth was also sealed with a duct tape.

I had also been stripped out of the clothes I was wearing earlier. Now, I was dressed in a short, dirty camisole that loosely hung off my shoulder, and barely reached my thighs.

I felt so awfully vulnerable and exposed.

"Looks like the bitch has finally woken up." I heard the awfully familiar, high-pitched voice.

Lana. She was standing right in front of me, with her head cocked to the right and a pleased grin twisting the sides of her mouth.

Three scary-looking male thugs were also standing behind her, I sighted the bastard that had forced me into the van