Messing with the wrong girl

What happened?

What happened? A blurry flash of white light came seeping through my half closed eyelids, as I gained constousness. I pushed myself up with my hands on what looked like a jail bed. It is very uncomfurtable. I slowly took in my surroundings. Above me was a reasonably large light as bright as broughd day light. I was in a small grey room with no windows, only an airvent in the one connor on the white dusty ceiling. On the other side of the room across from the bed I was on, was what looked like a heavy steal door. Like one of those they use to lock up expensive, valuble jewels to keep them from being stolen. On the left side of the room was a tiny sink and a half broken mirror against the wall. The floor was nothing but a rough surface of hard clay as the sement smell filled my nostrils. On the right side of the room was a delicate wooden chair looking like it is about a hundred years old, and beside it a small dresser to go with it. What the? I thought, frowning at the horrofing sight. This isnt my room! What am I doing here? Where is here and what the hell happened? Suddenly I jerked back, my body stiffen and my eyes wide as the heavy metal door clicked as the locks made the door possible to open up once more. "Ahhh! I see our little princess is finally awake. Do you like your room, I do, .. its so.... pathetic. It fits your personality." He said mokking me as he stared at my half scared and pissed face with satisfaction visible in those cold dark eyes, laughing out the last part of his spoken words. I recognise him as the leader of the two minnions who kidnapped me. My body tensced with rage and yet I felt helpless. " W-Where... am ..I ? And.. I-I'm not your ..p-princess." I said through gritted teeth, my eyes stinging with tears of fear and burning with flames from hell, as I held his cold gaze. His face was expresionless and... very dark looking. Like as if he posessed no mercy. And if just with my luck, he didnt have any. He smirked at me devilishly as he said, "You my dear princess are far away from where you use to live. This is your new home,no one will ever find you so dont try to escape or you'll have to suffer the consequinces." He said mocking me with the word princess and threatening me not to plan an escape. Yeah Right! Who wouldnt? Ah someone who doesnt want to end up dead! My inner voice shouted at me in alarm, but I shruged it off. The fear inside me was replaced with the full fury of hatred and rage. I stood up straight from the bed still feeling a bit dizzy but covered it up quickly, for him not to notice. "Why am I here and what are you going to do with me?" He then laughed, more like forcing it. "Oh sweetheart! Your here for our plesure and most of inportantly, to keep the cash rolling in." He said cockely dusted his shoulder off from fake dirt. His eyes was now flickering with playfull devils, but not the good kind. I frowned. For our plesure?... keep the cash rolling in? Those words kept playing over in my head as I tried to figure out what they mean, but I know one thing. They way he said it stated clearly that I was so not going to like it. "Oh? And how will I do that." I said crossing my arms try to look intimedating, but deep inside, the fear started taking over of my body again. He then stepped closer to me, as he cought hold of my arm in a death grip so fierce, I couldnt move away, even if I tryed. Which I did by the way, but the result was an epic fail. "Dont you worry.." He wispered into my ear, his breath smelling like trash and alcohol mixed in one, as he continued. Eww!! "You'll find out soon, I give you my word" he said seductivly, as I crindged in discust as his thumb caresed my cheek as he gave me a slopy long kiss in the neck. This definetly isnt good! I thought. He then let go of me, smiling wickedly as he walked out and closed the door shut behind him, locking it up again. I couldnt hold myself up anymore as my legs gave way and I fell to the ground crying. Why did this happen to me?, I dont deserve this, no one does. Why? Why!!!? I screamed, heavily frustrated, and then all of a sudden every thing came flashing back to me. The dog, the poor pup. Where is he? I groaned. Of course.. he was proply the decoy and I the prey. Or was it even theirs. If not, Im happy for him. He doesnt deserve such cruel owners. So much emotions came and go. With the last of my strength, I stood from the hard surface and flopped down on the uncofurtable bed. I layed down onto my left side facing the steal door, curling up into a tight ball, hugging my knees close with a vise grip. I dont think Im going to be able to sleep tonight, I mean, who would? This is just to mutch and to scary. I lay there in silence as the sound of only the airvent blowing in fresh air ecos through the room. And... then... I just stayed like that untill daybrake came. But I wouldnt know cause, that is not nearly possible as this was an underground hell whole. Lime a said... zero windows.. --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- What do you guys think so far? Good? Bad? Let me know!!! :) :D - Z