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“And my hatred for them was born. Fuck those assholes.” He licks my face again, groaning at the taste of my tears. A deep, hollow chuckle vibrates against my body when he steps back, finally revealing the other part of his plan. In the dim light, he holds up a syringe filled to the brim with a clear liquid. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t come willingly, so…” Using his teeth, he uncaps it and plunges it into my fucking neck. The second the liquid enters my bloodstream, my skin fucking boils. Heat spreads through my veins.
I cry out, scratching at him until he’s finished. He chuckles, throwing it aside with pride puffing out at his chest. He’s so fucking deranged; he thinks he did a good fucking thing.
“Have a good rest,” he whispers, grinning as he removes his hand from my mouth, watching his masterpiece fall to pieces.
I suck in a few breaths, trying to stay conscious when he lets me go. He hums to himself, stepping back to observe his handy work with a sparkle in his eyes.
The moment he’s off me, I slide down the rock wall with a groan. My head fucking pounds from the impact, and my face fucking burns from the barrel of the gun.
Whatever he gave me has my vision blurring, but not completely. No. I’m still in control of my limbs. For now, at least.
“What did you give me?” I slur, reaching around beside me as he hums again with happiness.
My tongue tingles as I try to lift it to ask the question again, but it doesn’t work. My fucking time is running out. Along with the light blinking out around me.
“Just something to make you sleepy. Then I can get you to our home without fanfare. You’ll love it!” he shouts, bouncing on his toes with excitement. I tune him out the moment he starts listing the things inside this magical house he built for the two of us.
I suck in oxygen as my vision blurs, producing two Vans prancing around in front of me. My ears start ringing, and numbness takes over my entire body.
I fight against the medicine, continuing to feel around me for the gun he dropped in haste to get the drug from his pocket. He threw it like he wouldn’t need it anymore. But I do. I swallow hard, which becomes increasingly challenging as the effects wear on me. But determination spears through me as my numb fingers feel the gun thrown beside me.
With every ounce of energy, I have left, I bring it into my lap to hold it steady. All those times, Olivia took me to the range to perfect my skills in case something like this ever happened finally come to fruition.
My time has fucking come.
Just as the darkness takes over my vision and I’m clinging to consciousness, I use my remaining energy to point the gun in his direction. He doesn’t seem to notice. Or maybe I’m too far gone. I grunt, squeezing the trigger, praying to the Gods above that this one shot buys me enough time. One shot fires off before the darkness completely takes over, pulling me under the spell of the drug.
I’m either a kidnapped girl walking, or I shot the man responsible for stalking me for three years.
I guess I’ll find out which soon.
Concrete weighsdown every molecule inside me, refusing to let me move an inch. No matter how hard I try, nothing cooperates with me. I’m stuck.
A dense fog swirls deep in my mind, clouding my thoughts and erasing all rationale.
Every ache pulling at my nerves awakens, throbbing into existence the more my mind comes back to the land of the living.
What the fuck happened to me? And why do I feel like I got hit by a damn bus, backed over, and hit fucking again?
A softness encompasses my back like a mattress cocooning my body in a soft embrace.
I grunt, trying to move again. Nothing fucking works. My arms are useless. My legs fucking tingle. Fuck! Sludge moves through my veins toward my frantically beating heart, trying to break through my ribcage.
I have to move, or I’ll die here. Wherever that is…
My breath hitches when I’m finally able to lift a finger. Fucking finally! That’s one finger of many. Only nine to go. Tingling encompasses every digit, slowly waking up from the deep sleep I was in the more I move.
My breath hitches in my throat again as desperation claws at me to get moving. The faster I’m off this bed, the faster I can skedaddle out of this fucking nightmare I’ve been put in.
One by one, I’m able to shake off the heavy feeling weighing my limbs down and freely wiggle my fingers and toes. Thankfully, clothes rustle with every move. So, I’m not naked. That’s a plus.
I blink several times through the grit crusting over my eyelashes, letting my sight adjust to the absolute darkness before me.
It’s nothing but shadows. No lights. No sounds. Desolate. A fucking void of nothing.
Have I died and gone to Hell? God, I hope not.
A chill shudders my body as a cool sweat forms on my palms. Through heavy breaths, I manage to force my body into the seated position at the edge of the mattress I was left on. Or, I think it’s a mattress. If I could fucking see to figure it out, I’d know more.
