Champagne

Chapter 1

All I can remember is the sweet tumid pink taste of champagne. The minute it touched my soft red lips it turned into a bitter sweet poison. All I could hear was the breaking of glass, and all I saw was his face,his smirk, his dark lustful eyes,and then, nothing.

It's dark and I'm in pain, God so much pain, everything hurts my back my head every part of me hurts and I don't know why all I know is that it's dark and I'm in a room on a bed, I can't move.I think my legs and arms are tied I can feel something cold around them it feels like metal but hell if I know.

This is what I get for going out, this is what I get for leaving the safety of my dorm room just to have a little bit of fun... if you can call it that... I don't think you would call getting drunk on your first time drinking “fun”.

 Light feels the room and I see that I'm in a bedroom or some ratty Motel. I'm blind for a few seconds and then my vision focuses and I see someone I recognize I know him.

 “Jake” I mutter my voice hoarse,”oh thank God what's going on what happened where the hell am I.”

 “shut up-” his voice is more aggressive and louder than I'm used to he's usually so kind and quiet, always in the back of the lecture hall. If he wasn't practically the best writer in my course you wouldn't even know he's there... it's terrifying to hear him yell at me like that.

 “Jesus Martha for a girl that doesn't say much you can ask a lot of questions you're better to use when you're unconscious” his voice level goes down a little but he doesn't look kinder he still looks enraged like I did something wrong like I'm the reason that I'm tied up, for all I know I could be the reason why I'm tied up.

 “Will you just be quiet and untie me please take me home what's going on” I say urgently starting to get annoyed but before I can even get out the next sentence my cheek stings with a burning pain. He slapped me... what the hell he slapped me!