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You wake up dazed, alarm blaring throughout your room. You reach over and slam your hand down on the offending item. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the room and you glance back at the alarm and notice the time.
"Shit!"
Throwing the covers off of yourself, you jump out of bed and make your way to your closet quickly throwing on a skirt and tank top. Feeling satisfied with the fit you run out of your room and head downstairs into the kitchen.
You mentally thank yourself for leaving your backpack on the kitchen table when you arrived home yesterday. You sling the bag over your shoulders and head out of the house. Already being 45 minutes late you decided to make a shortcut through a few streets you usually avoid.
Ugh, I need to hurry this up. If I miss this class completely and Mr.Sanders notices he's going to flip out and call my mom.
Four classes were already missed this semester from the sleeping through your alarm problem and your mother had already warned you that you'd be punished had you missed anymore.
You're about to turn the corner on the next block over but you're completely stopped at the scene in front of you. There's a man leaning down, collecting cards. He's standing next to a van and everything about it screams at you to just mind your own business.
As you're about to try and slip by he seems to take notice of you and you flinch hearing his voice.
"Hey girlie, can you help an old man pick up these cards? My back just isn't what it used to be." You want to roll your eyes.
More like lazy, there's no way this guy is past 50.
You can't bring yourself to tell him no, you were raised better than that.
Walking over to the man you give him a curt smile and start to reach down and grab a handful of the cards.
"What's up with all of this anyway." You try to ask in the politest voice you can muster.
"I'm a magician, I have a party to be at in 15 minutes so I do appreciate the help."
He heads to the back of his van, moving stuff around.
You're too focused at the task at hand that you don't hear him coming up behind you until it's too late.
You're grabbed around the neck by one of the mans arms and he has a tight hold on you. You start to kick and flail desperately, once you open your mouth to scream, it's covered by the clothe reeking of chemicals. Soon your cries for help and kicking dies down and everything starts to go black.
He drags you into the back of his trucks and pets your head gently when inside. "Good girl, just relax and everything will be alright."
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You don't know how long you're out for but everything hurts. You look around your surroundings confused while taking in how bare everything is and it hits you.
That motherfucker took me. Holy shit I'm gonna die.
You stand up and your legs wobble and try to give way, but you hold your ground. You walk around slowly taking note of the small bathroom, mattress and massive door. You approach the door and try yanking it open. Locked.
You walk back towards the mattress and sit down with your head in your hands. Vile makes its way up your throat as you start to sob and hyperventilate.
The locks on the door start to click and you jump back further onto the mattress, trying to distance yourself as much as possible from whoever was coming in.
It's him. He's wearing an odd mask with a creepy smile. It freaks you out.
He closes the door behind him and slowly approaches you. You sob harder and try to make yourself as small as possible.
"Hey now, it's okay little bunny. Don't cry, I won't hurt you. I promise you're okay." He gets closer and drops to his knees once he's next to you.
He tries to put a hand on your face, and you shriek and pull away. He seems to lose his patience with that and grasps your cheeks firmly with one hand and squeezes harshly.
"Behave or else you will be punished darling." He says roughly. He stares deeply into your eyes that are filled with tears and you nod.
He lets go and pats your head. "Good girl."
"Where am I?" You whisper, cringing at the rasp in your voice.
"My home where you belong. I feel like I've waited my whole life for you." He coos at you.
He's fucking batshit crazy, I've never seen this man in my life.
"I don't even know you, please just let me go. I think you have the wrong person."
"No, I definitely have the right one dear." He stares at you, eye twitching slightly.
"Please! You're wrong! I don't know you! I promise I won't tell anyone!"
SLAP
It takes you a moment to register the hit, but once you do you hold your hand to your cheek and sob.
"Do you think I want to hurt you?! I love you but you're being a bad girl! To think I was starting to think you'd make this easier for us but no. You can sit here and think about what you've said and how you can correct yourself."
He starts to stand up to exit the room and you start to scream at him"
"Please don't leave me here!" He closes the door and locks it.
You fall back over on the bed and curl up into a ball letting the tears fall freely.
I should've woken up on time. I should've taken my normal route to school. I should've ignored him.
You feel tired from the even that just happened to you let your eyes drift closed with the hopes that this was just some fucked up nightmare and you'll wake safely in the comfort of your own home.