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Lesson 2: Make a stand against horrible music...
Darkness seemed to deprive my sight, as all I could see was an opaque black wall, all I could feel was the rumble of an engine thrumming through my body and the odd bump on the road hiccupping my body. The sensation of numbness slowly spread from my little toe to my thigh, the hot and cold prickle of pins and needles soon consuming both legs that sat captured under my butt. My legs must really hate my butt right now.
Letting a breath whoosh out I waited, the distant hum of the radio floating into the back of the van. Retards, sure just listen to the radio and pretend there is nothing wrong whatsoever with kidnapping a seventeen year old girl and driving around in a very suspicious looking van! The echo of a huff of annoyance rebounded the metal walls and travelled back to me for a moment blocking out the sound of the stupid radio.
The music was suddenly blasted, music pumping into my ears in the most god awful tune ever invented. Nearly being sent away I can handle, being kidnapped I can learn to handle but this abomination which they called ‘music’? Hell no!
Realising that my hands and legs weren’t bound I gingerly extended them, feeling nothing but air swoosh through my wide spread fingers. I then cautiously proceeded to extend my legs, a triumphant smile settling on my lips as nothing obstructed them. Now, to do something about that music.
Cupping my hands around my mouth I smiled. “TURN DOWN THAT FUCKING LOAD OF CRAP YOU TONE DEAF SLOBS!” Instantly deep voices shouted back insults, but choosing to ignore them I instead banged my fists against the van walls, my legs kicking out in random directions.
Abruptly the music ceased to play, the van screeched to a grinding halt and a door opened and slammed shut. Foot steps sounded outside, getting closer and closer till the doors opened.
Light rushed inside, filling the interior of my cage, illuminating every crevice and corner then slowly seeping into the shadows until they finally slid around my form highlighting my raised hands, my mid air kick and the large oval of my mouth as it formed a large O. I look great don’t I?
A goofy grin slipped onto my face as I took in the man’s crimson stained face, the way his was mouth screwed up like a puckered prune, his nostrils flaring while his eyes narrowed in malice. Gosh, didn’t he look constipated.
Before I had a chance to make a very smart-assed comment the man heaved himself into the van and pushed a grubby cloth in my mouth, smiling in satisfaction as I spluttered, a noxious smell invading my nostrils and trickling into my taste buds leaving behind an odd, chemically acrid aftertaste. My hands clawed at the ragged cloth fruitlessly, black spots suddenly invading my vision prior to slowly consuming everything till I was sure I was in deep shit. Again.
The foul taste still lingered in my mouth but other than that, by the pallid light from the bare bulb overhead, I was unharmed physically at least. An oversized grimy kidnaper being the last thing you see before you faint kind of leaves behind mental scarring to say the least.
My surroundings weren’t too pleasant to view either, I was acutely aware of a whispered discussion being held somewhere near my holding cell. I say cell because it was that exactly. Grey stone walls, a grim iron door barring my exit and any view to basically anything and a small window on the top left hand corner of the dimly lit room. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
Suddenly the dull click of a lock being opened echoed around the room eerily, the yellow light from the bare bulb flickering and swinging to and fro as the door swung open. The silhouette of a tall, toned male figure was framed by the door way, what could be vaguely made out by a metal platter sitting in one hand, and I could only presume as food atop it.
His face that had been concealed by shadows abruptly came into view: bright cerulean eyes, a straight nose, a four o’ clock shadow resting on an aquiline jaw line and a mop of chocolate brown hair flopping roguishly on his head. An amused smirk played across his full lips as he watched me stalk his every move with my deathly glare. I could tell this one was an arrogant buffoon, no doubt about it, probably with an ego the size of my aunts ass and that was huge.
A shudder rippled through my body at the remembrance of my aunt, momentarily distracting my vigilant gaze on the stranger, since it was only a moment for him to skim the distance between the door and me.
“Food. Eat.” The stranger placed the platter down at my feet, speaking in a slow patronizing manner, watching as my cheeks flushed and my eyes glinted menacingly.
“I’m not a dog.” I bit out, only causing his smirk to grow into a full fledged grin.
“Oh good, you can talk usually their tongues are swollen up from the chemical. You kid, have a weird tongue.” My jaw dropped. What the hell?! I have a weird tongue? Kid? He barely has two years on me. Son of bloody bitch!
Jumping to my feet I pushed forwards so that my chest was pressed up to his, our faces mere inches away from each other. A chuckle ripped through the still air, rumbling through his body into mine.
“Has anyone ever told you that you are the most annoying, conceited, fart faced, bloody manically jerk in this whole freaking world?!” I all but screamed into his face, my face red from all the pent up anger residing threateningly below the surface.
“Might want to watch what you say.” With a snarl he shoved me back a bit. Raising a brow I shoved him back, harder making him stumble at the unpredicted force.
“What you going to do about it? Fling me against the wall?” A second of silence passed before suddenly I was fastened up against the his toned chest, my hand bent behind my back and my feet locked between his.
“No, not exactly but its better if you don’t give me any ideas. Now eat your food.” Adding an extra bit of pressure as warning he released me. As soon as I was free I aimed my knee right for his family jewels but he was quicker than that, grabbing my leg before it was even close enough for it to be a threat. Slowly his hand slid up to my thigh, a challenging smirk slipping onto his face.
Rage thrummed through me as I karate chopped his hand and pushed him back, my teeth grinding in utter frustration. “You’ll pay for this you jerk!”
His blue eyes twinkled in amusement as his full lips twitched into a smirk. In one fluid motion he had me pinned up against the wall. “Are you sure about that? Can you take me on? The biggest badass in this whole ‘school’?”
I smirked. “Hell yeah!”
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