Today was one hell of a hectic day. I’m so tired, that I just wanted to lay on my bed.( oh... My sweet, soft..soft bed... I’m coming :))
I was on my way to home and it was 9 o’clock in night. There were not much people around. I was thinking what my mother would have made for dinner, cause I’m starving. ( Food is my life. Oh I hope she made chicken--)
I bumped into a wall and fell down. My butt hurts like hell. When I opened my eyes I saw brown timberland boots, ( oh God... Its not a wall but a man...ughh.)
I slowly craned my neck up to see the person, and a low gasp left my mouth by seeing the guy. He was strikingly handsome. Tall, muscular built, silky ,smooth,Black hair falling on his forehead. He was wearing a ripped black jeans and a black leather jacket.
But when my eyes met his, I froze cause his eye lens was black completely black, pitch dark. His face was expression less.And the intensity by which he was looking at me was so intense that it made me glued to my spot. Some how I got dangerous vibes from him.
When he looked at some one behind me, and he passed by me. That’s when I got out of my trance. And stood up. I straighten my self up. And turned around but to my astonishment he was no where to be seen. ( Strange, he didn’t even said sorry...weirdo)
When I reached home, Mom greeted me and asked me about my day.. Dad joined us on the table, I told them everything about my day,except that I bumped into a weirdo...After dinner. I went to room and drifted to deep slumber.
As usual, Next day I went to school after that to work... When i was coming back from work,it was like someone was staring at me all the time.. But I didn’t see any one .I ignored that feeling and went home...
Its been three months, that I felt weird every time I went out as if someone is staring at me, or following me. But I don’t find anyone when I searched for the source. I ignored it every time but I know someone is watching me all the time. And it gives me the fright.
First I thought of telling my parents but they will be worried and won’t let me work. But I wanted to work for my own experience. I only have mom and dad they are my only family, I don’t want them sad. So ignored the idea of telling them about this.
This weekend, Lisa texted me for a meetup tomorrow because it’s a holiday and I haven’t met my friends from few days...
I met them at the cafe we enjoyed our meet up... Talked about all the stuff and gossips. We enjoyed it a lot. After bidding bye to everyone. On my way to home I got text from mom...
Mom: Honey come home it’s late...
When I was about to reply.I felt a hand on my mouth, I tried to struggle but when I sniff something, every thing become blurry, and I went unconscious.
When I woke up my eyes felt heavy, I tried to move but my movements were restrained, I can’t move my hands and legs they we’re tied with a rope... I panicked... And opened my eyes adjusting to the surrounding, which seems to be unfamiliar. Then all the memories of what happened came like a roller coaster in my head.I remember what happened . I looked around and there was no one in the room... Everything was quite luxurious...
Then suddenly the door opened... And came in the guy, who looked familiar as if I’ve seen him before, but when my eyes met his, a chill ran down my spine and I gulped. He was the same guy who bumped into me in the alley. (How can I forget to those pitch black eyes...)
That man came closer and sit on the bed and tried to touch my cheeks but I moved back.His eyes were scary, I was scared of him.He can also felt that, And he smirked. (Which made him look like a handsome devil ) He didn’t said anything. Just kept staring at me with his scrutinizing gaze. It was like his stare was piercing through my soul.Then with all the courage I asked... All in one breath.
Y/n: who are y-you? Where am I? What do you want? Let me go!
He gave me an amused look. And smirked ( whats him with all the smirking...)
Y/n : W-what?
He then started coming closer.I backed up a little.He then leaned in more closer then my liking and whispered in my ear... While licking my earlobe...
He: You are Mine.