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Chapter One
Many questions ran through my head while I was there curled up in the back of a car anyone else, if they were arrested in that situation I had frantically tried to escape but failed. The car boot was locked from the outside and there was nothing but me in the trunk. So all there was to do was worry. And boy did I care.
Where I was? Where was I going? Who had taken me? What were they going to do to me?
I was going to live? I was going to die?
Yep, I ran through all this a dozen times before I tried to calm myself. So instead, I listened to the music I could hear coming from the car's body, but it was weak. I had a few tries, but finally gave up and fear came back to me.
Oh, the rush of fear and adreniln. My old friend again. Only this time I was not playing a game or sneaking out to a party.
This time, my life was at risk and in the hands of probably some crazy.
Oh great!
The odds were always stacked against me.
Ough!
The car went over a big bump -perhaps one bump- speed and my head was smashed against the ceiling of the boot.
"You could drive a little slower?" I shouted to the driver, but I knew I could not hear my muffled cries.
Bang!
Another collision sent me on one of the walls of starting and stopping was impossible as my hands were cuffed and feet were tied. Both handcuffs and ropes were tight against my skin and both dug and cut into my skin. Clearly, it was not to escape. But without my hands to block or stop the failures that I was playing around with every bump and corner.
I could safely say that was the worst trip ever!
"I told you slow down you idiot!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and to my surprise the car really did slow down.
Indeed he not only was slowing down.
Ended!
If you had listened to me?
I was in trouble?
Why could not I just keep my mouth shut?
Shit!
The car stopped and for a moment there was nothing but silence.
No music.
No voice.
Nothing but the sound of my own breathing and the beating of my own heart.
BANG!
The front door closed, I still had not felt or heard it open.
The whole car shook me.
Maybe I was afraid too?
I certainly was.
Then I heard the loud footsteps coming towards the back, through some kind of gravel.
Suddenly they stopped, just in front of the car boot. Cought my breath in my throat and my heart went crazy, pounding against my chest like a wild animal trying to escape from my body.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Slowly, once unlocked the boot was opened. The sunlight poured instantly, blinding my eyes were so accustomed to the dark after
the long hours of sleep and darkness at startup. I covered my eyes and curled into an even tighter ball, but even I could not see my captor your presance was strong.
Too strong.
I could feel a being of muscular height towering over me as I looked into the trunk.
For me.
I felt as if his eyes were looking right into my soul.
Slowly, I began to discover my eyes, desprate to see who had stepped out of their way to drug me and kidnap me on my way to my car. When my eyes got used to the light, I began to distinguish features of my captor.
My captor was male, a very handsome man at that! He was tall and muscely with a Gothic style about him that made his devilish smile look worse than it was meant to be.
Or do you want to scare me?
He had black hair raven, up to his ears and was styled in a messy way that really suited him. His black hair made his pale skin even whiter and her pale skin only made her electric blue eyes stand out even more. Those blue eyes looked at me. Studying every detail he could take.
He wore black jeans, a black shirt and a long black leather coat.
Obviously, he went to the gothic look.
Observing my mind he was suddenly ended by his slightest movement.
He took a small step towards me and I flinched, not wanting him to approach. He smiled at me, amused by my fear of it.
"Hello, dear," he spoke in a soft, silky voice. I looked up again, not realizing that I had hidden my face from him again.
He continued to speak.
"I've been waiting so long to meet you Elena," he said quietly.
"W-Who?" I sobbed. I could barely put a sentance together.
"Who am I?" He smiled. "Well, I'm Damon."
He was watching me, waiting for it all to sink more I think he enjoyed watching as my skin broke out in goose bumps.
"I've been watching you for some time now. And finally, I decided, you are the one."
I looked at him, frozen with fear and confusion.
"One of a kind"?
What did he mean?
I did not have much time to think of it as th drug began to take effect again.
As before, my eyes became heavy and my whole body went limp.
It did not take long for my whole world went black again.