I woke up feeling great. I streached before relizing there was a metal blade at my neck. I froze. I saw Jayden still asleep through my periphral vision. It was still dark, I relized. I blushed when I saw I was still naked, still he couldn't see that. At least I hoped not. "Get up" his words were barely decipheral. I stood up defiantly, hands on hips before searching the ground for something warm. I packed something for another night. I would've fucked up his sorry ass, but I was unarmed. he let me grab some stuff his blade close behind. I dumped clothes over my fighting belt, with all my knives, and my arm bands. iI grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom. he followed. "Do you mind?" I said irratbly. He glared but stood still. I rolled my eyes and walked in the bathroom, closing th door behind me. I strapped on all my weapons and clothes over it. I stood in the mirror for a moment and nodded, ready. I just didn't want to get Jayden involved. I came out quietly. He had a gun out now I noticed. He jabbed it in my side and led me on the roof. He motioned that I should jump from this roof to the next. I smiled, ready to break a couple bones. I knew this part of town better than he did.
I was about to jump when he grabbed my arms. He tied them behind my back, and I started to get a little freaked. Tied hands meant no knives while jumping like I had planned. Instead I quietly jumped after him. Roof after roof, wracking my brains for a solution. Until, finally, he knocked he unconscious.
I woke up feeling drugged, a feeling I knew quite well. My head lolled around sleepily. My eyes were blearly from lack of use. I squinted in the dark room. I struggled, but no use, I was chained to a wall. I looked around my sparse room. There was a dingy bathroom with a toilet and shower. It had a nasty matress that sagged and chains. I looked on t he ground only to spot blood. I stared closer...hmmm.. looks familiar... I shrugged it off though. I slipped back into sleep, dreaming of Jayden and me...
I woke up slowly and smiled thinking about the great night. I patted the spot next to me, only to find it empty and cold. I snapped my eyes open to see no one. I got up and looked around. No one. There was a loud silence. I ran out, but she wasn't there either. I shivered. Why did I shiver? I turned towards the draft, to find the roof door open. one thing went through my mind-abduction! I grabbed something to wear while I rushed out.
Time. I wish I knew. Days could have gone by, weeks, and I would never know. No light came in my room. I stared around, bored. I kept trying to get comfortable, but hey thats pretty much impossible. Damn I have the biggest fucking cramps EVER! My captor never showed his face. He always wore a mask when he brought my food, never responded to my questions. I was REALLY hungry.He had uncuffed me, and I ate the first bowl of something like a soup, only to find that a few minutes later, it was drugged. He snapped on my chains before leaving. I sat there groggily, before a stupor took over. After that I hadn't eaten. I'd averaged I'd been gone around a week. I missed Jayden, and his cocky ass smile. Hunger was my constant companion. I'd lost weight, not much, but enough to show my ribs.
The door opened and I didn't even bother to look. i just stared at the ground stupidly as usual. "Well, well, well, looks like the mustang lost all her spirit." my head snapped up at the voice. Richard Greenling!
A/N- ho ho ho! i relized that there were so many possibilities and so its not going to end, well not soon. im thinking about going till 25-30 chappies. as allways i appreciate your support! please, if you read this than comment! also check out Rockurgurxx!her work is AMAZING!not to mention this whole novel is dedicated to her for a REASON!!! ya know besides the fact that shes fuxking awesome! well i hope you liked it, i liked writing a cliffhanger! still losing some steam, tho so your supoprt is SERIOUSLY appreciated, and i really love long comments!