I'm the Man that has Your Girl

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"What do you want with me?" I snapped at the man, "Who are you?"


"One question at a time sexy." He says back, winking. 

When I had woken up I was in a dark room, a small cot in the corner, concrete walls and floors, and a small, broken vanity in the other corner across the room.

The mirror was cracked and everything was  covered in dirt- it was a basement.

Although one man had taken from the bar a while ago, there was two here. I didn't know their names. 

I didn't want to talk for the longest time, knowing my snarky remarks I could dig myself into an even deeper hole. They took me out a bit ago, and I was currently sitting on a couch, a familiar face across the way- the man who kidnapped me and chloroformed me, dick. 


"Oh buttercup, don't fucking call me that you viagral piece of shit." He smirked at the end of my rude sentence.


"You gorgeous, are just full of remarks aren't you?" He replied, walking over to me, kneeling to my height.


"You have no idea." I spit on his face, "Now answer me, who the hell are you and what do you want with me.?" He wiped off his spit and back handed me so hard I fell off the couch and onto the floor.


"Sweet heart, I don't like the way you are treating me. Why should I answer your questions if you are going to be a bitch?"


"You really think i'm a bitch? Wow, I think that's the nicest thing you've said to me so far." I smiled sarcastically and he returned the gesture with a real smile.


"You for some reason are so fucking hot, but it's totally making up for your disrespectful attitude." I scoffed.


"Don't you dare talk to me about being disrespectful, guys like you are the reason girls become lesbians." I laughed at my own joke slightly, soon breaking into full on laughter.


"God, you know if you and your laugh weren't so fucking beautiful I would be so pissed at you right now." I looked down, hiding my blush.

Focus Violet, he kidnapped you.


"Are you going to tell me or not?" I asked calmly, hoping to finally get at least one answer.


"My name is Damien Presper. It's not my job to tell you what's going on precious. I can't tell you that part angel." I was actually getting used to these nick names, but I didn't dare to tell him and burst his ego.


"You were the one who took me from the bar that night." I said, staring at him and touching the bruise on my head from where he had pushed me on the ground and hit me.


"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry about that bump doll." He hit me for no reason.


"I'm sorry all I heard was 'Blah, blah, blah, i'm an asshole and I fucking hit you.'" I snapped back, giving him a glare and rubbing my sore head.


"You're full of these aren't you. I'll give you a little hint darling, i'd stop them quickly before I get mad." He whispered by my ear, he slowly took his lips away from my ear, hovering them over my lips. If anyone even moved in this spot, our lips would be touching. A shiver ran through me.

He moved up and kissed my temple, where the bruise had been located. I flinched as they roughly touched the spot harder than he had intended.


"Alright you two." The other man said from the doorway. He winked at Damien. 


"Who are you?" I asked, containing my anger from this man.

I really wanted Dean right now. He could stop this from happening. He could protect me.


"My name is Dexter Malcolm." I chuckled.


"Like the show?" I laughed again and he filled with anger.


"Yes, like the god damn show. Now shut up and stop talking." I put my lips in a straight line and rolled my eyes. He pulled out something and that was it, I was going to die.

I didn't even get to say good bye. I almost started crying until I heard ringing. I quickly lifted my head.


"Hello?" His voice said, it sounded hoarse like he'd been yelling.


"Dean Winchester." My heart fluttered at the thought.


"Who the hell is this?" He snapped into the phone.


"My name is Dexter Malcolm, i'm the man that has taken your girl, Violet here." He smiled.




It's not edited.


I thought i'd change everything up a bit. What do you think about the way Violet is talking to her kidnappers?



Song of the chapter: Irresistible by Fall Out Boy.


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Carry on my supernaturalers.


J.






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