"He's so confusing... The things he says to me make me believe that he really does like me, and then some other things he says make me believe that I'm just a girl who never crosses his mind"
I thought I could trust Ryder, but it turns out they're all the same.
"Elena, it's not what it looks like," Ryder said, trying to lie to me.
"If it's not what it looks like then what is it? Mouth to mouth? Do I really look that dumb? Well, I guess I am. I-I-I can't believe I trusted you, how could I be so stupid," I said to Ryder and scolded myself. Tears were already growing in my eyes. I will not cry for him.
"Elena..." Ryder said, walking up to me, trying to touch my cheek. I slapped his hand away almost immediately and ran off.
Stupid Ryder, stupid boys. Was I not good enough? Was all he said lies?
Thoughts swirled around in my mind like a hurricane. I ran out to the parking lot, no one was there that I could catch a ride with. I started walking to get to my old house. I was shaking in anger and sadness. I felt a cold object hit me hard of the back of my head. My head was probably bleeding. Darkness clouded my vision.
~Ryder's POV~
"R-Ryder?..." a voice filled with sadness said. I pulled away from the girl I was making out with and saw Elena.
Fuck.
"Elena it's not what it looks like," I said, trying to lie to her. I saw tears forming in her eyes. A pang of sadness and guilt hit my heart.
Why am I feeling this way? My heart hurt seeing Elena cry and it hurt more knowing I was the one who hurt her. I've never experienced this before. I hate feeling like this. But what is it?
"If it's not what it looks like then what is it? Mouth to mouth? Do I really look that dumb? Well, I guess I am. I-I-I can't believe I trusted you, how could I be so stupid," Elena said to me and scolded herself.
"Elena..." I said, walking up to her, trying to touch her cheek. She almost immediately slapped my hand away and ran off.
"Come on Baby. Let's make out again," the girl I was making out with said, throwing herself at me. I shove her away multiple times before I punched the wall a few inches away from her head. Her eyes widen in shock. My eyes flash with anger. I pull my arm back to my side and look at the dent I made in the wall. The girl ran away as quickly as possible. I calmed my anger before I ran out to find Elena. I ran out and scanned the parking lot, no one was there. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Elena's number. No answer.
Fuck.
I ran to my car and drove home as fast as possible. I threw open the door and raced up the stairs. Elena was nowhere to be found. I got into my car again and drove to Elena's old house. The same result, still not there. I sighed in anger and drove around looking for her. Soon I gave up. I needed a drink or 10, maybe 50. I also needed to let loose, find a girl. I went to a club, it was packed.
"Bourbon and keep them coming," I said as soon as I sat down at a barstool. Not long before I had at least 5 girls on me.
~Elena's POV//Unknown Location~
I groan as I wake up. My head is throbbing. I try to bring my arm up to my head, but my arm was restrained. I look down at my wrists and there are some ropes and chains tied to my wrists. The chains are digging into my skin and the rope is giving me rope burn. The chains and ropes connect to a chair. I was tied down to a chair.
What in the actual fuck? Where am I? Why am I here?
"Hello?! Is anybody here?!" I shout.
"Finally... I've been waiting for you," a voice I knew, but I couldn't put my finger on it because my head was pounding too hard and too loudly in my ears. The room was pitch black except for a little light coming from a nearby window. The window was taller than me and was bolted shut. There were also multiple bars, so I couldn't escape from the window no matter how hard I tried. The light was being shined on me, so I couldn't see the other person except for their silhouette.
"W-who are you?" I ask, letting fear slip into my voice.
"My Love, how could you not remember? We're supposed to be together forever. I love you and you WILL love me." the person said, who is the person who has sent me the sick twisted love letters. The person's silhouette came into the light. My breath got caught in my throat.
"M-Molly?!?" I stuttered.
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The Red String {The Prototype}
CintaTHIS STORY IS BEING REWRITTEN!! ~Amazing and beautiful cover done by: @thehoneymoons ~ * * * I pounded on the door and tried to get the door open, but it wouldn't budge. On the door, there was a message, in blood. It says: Dear My Love, You didn't g...
