On The Run...Why Me? (Running Away with a Cute Guy)

Chapter Two

Recap:

"Sweet dreams Princess." His voice sounded crueler than hell.

All of a sudden I felt sharp pain in my stomach. Had he stabbed me? The pain was unbearable. I was numb, horrified and deathly afraid. I felt warm liquid soak my gorgeous dress. Before I knew it my vision went blank and everything disappeared into the darkness.

Chapter Two

When I woke up, I didn't know how much time had passed. My eyes fluttered open and the brightness of the light temporarily blinded me. It took a couple of blinks before my vision recovered perfectly. My body shook from fear and I had to try hard not to break down. Scared of even moving, I look around at my surrounding, my heart pounding heavily in my heart.

I was in a dark room. I couldn't see much, but it was probably nighttime. The room had thick bars on one side and the rest was cement, looking awfully similar to a prison cell. The room was empty except for the small bed that I was currently laying on. But where was I? Some random guy just fought me and I guess I fell unconscious.

 Had he kidnapped me?

Was I in some kind of jail?

Or did I die and this is after life in hell?

And who was he anyways?

A million and one thoughts rushed in my head all at once. I try to get up and look around the room but my body felt very heavy and moving gave me a headache. I felt a weird pain on my stomach, that I hadn't noticed earlier. I look down at it and see dark red. My white lace dress was completely ruined. It was horribly stained with blood to the point that it can't even be dry cleaned. I carefully check the room for any hidden cameras or people. When I felt sure there weren't any, I pulled up my dress up till I could see the wound. I winced as soon as I saw it. It was a deep, ugly cut just under my belly button. The blood had stopped but the pain remained. Well, this is defiantly going to leave a permanent scar.

Thinking about the situation, I couldn't do anything but rest and let it heal. I had no phone to be able to call for help. I was all alone; at least that's what I thought. I laid on the cold, hard bed for what seemed like hours but was actually a couple of minutes. I try hard not the think about how dark it is in here and how I don't know where I am, I was nervous to death and there was nothing to do to distract myself. A cold shudder hits me, furiously shaking up my body. I pull the thin, scratchy blanket over me, trying to get warm. I attempt to try going to sleep but I was wide awake. Feeling restless, I couldn't lie down for long.

It's better to get up and do something, even if it hurts to do so, then to lie down and do nothing at all. Slowly and carefully, I get up, trying to be as slow as possible for two reasons. One, so I could waste time. Two, so my wound doesn't hurt anymore than it already does. I stand on my legs and I wobble slightly, feeling very groggy and heavy. The floor was freezing cold!

Where are my flats? I look around the bed and couldn't find them. I bend over the bed to look underneath it, which caused a sharp pull to my stomach. The tips of my hair grazed the ground as I try to reach further down. There they were! I reach out for them but they were too far. I go to the opposite side of the bed and reach under for my flats. I felt my fingertips hit them. I grab them immediately and pull them out. They were black ballet flats with cute little studded bows on them. I slip them on and get up again.

I steadily walk towards the bars. I reach out to hold one of the thick metal bars. Looking out; it didn't seem any more different than the inside of my room. There was still no signs of any people.

I sighed. There was no luck. I couldn't escape. 

But there should be someone coming to check on me or feed me right? There had to be. They couldn't have just leave me here to die. Could they...?

All of a sudden I felt dizzy. My head felt heavy and was throbbing, my neck couldn't support the weight of my head anymore. I slid down and rested my head against the bars. I close my eyes and try to massage my forehead. Ugh why is this hurting so much? My stomach growled loudly, I flushed in embarrassment and then I remembered I was in here alone.

"Oh so your awake."

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