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This is the first chapter of my very first fanfic. Please review.
More will follow soon
Prologue
Darkness surrounds me as I enter the room. Behind me, the door is closed, removing the last rays of light that gave me hopes of knowing what lay here in this dark room.
As I scan the dark void in front of me I become aware of soft noises, the sound of someone breathing. I hold my breath. Sweat is tarting to drip down my back and my body starts to shake uncontrollably. The sweat feels cold on my body and makes me shiver even more.
Someone is here in this room with me, somewhere, hiding in the dark, lurking, waiting.
Now I hear footsteps in front of me. I turn around searching for a way to open the door and flee from this pitch black nightmare. I panic as I realize I can't find a doorknob or anything to let me out of the room.
Suddenly I feel a warm breath on my neck. I let out a little yelp and run away from the dark stranger breathing down my neck.
Unfortunately I run into something small, making me trip and fall to the floor. I hear someone chuckle at this, probably the same person as before.
I drag myself up again and grab onto the object that made me fall in the first place. Judging by its shape it seems to be a chair. I hide behind it and try to even my breathing a little. Panic wasn't going to help me now. I need to stay calm and figure a way out of this. I am a genius after all.
I try to see what is in front of me. By now my eyes have adjusted to the darkness and I can make out a dark shape slowly closing in on me. I cringe and run the other way, avoiding other objects in the room I can barely make out.
My escape is halted swiftly as I run into something hard and big that I didn't seem to be there a second ago. The force knocks me back as I fall on the floor once more. I look up trying to identify just what it was I bumped into. I gasp audibly as it is the dark shape standing in front of me, towering over me ominously.
I hear another chuckle and feel a hand enclosing around my wrist. "Come here" he says in a deep male voice, pulling me into a standing position and into his arms. I plead him to let me go but he just snakes his arms around me and pulls me closer to him.
I want to scream but I am to terrified to make my voice obey. I try to break loose but his grip is too powerful.
The man starts to rub my back in slow motions, going up and down my spine. He brings his mouth to my ear and makes a calm hushing sound. A wave of terror comes over me, making me despair. I start to cry soundlessly. A hand is released from my back and touches my cheek, wiping away the tears. Then he traces his hand around my chin, to my chest, and from my chest to the back of my neck. He rest his hand there and pulls my head to his chest.
After about a minute of just standing there, I start to calm down and stop shaking in his arms. Suddenly I feel his arms moving and my feet leave the ground. Before I know it the dark man has me in his arms. The speed of this movement scared me and I start shaking again. He makes soft hushing sounds trying to calm me down as he carries me across the room.
He sets me down on a soft surface I assume is a bed.
Not liking the idea of me and some stranger on a bed I try to get up and flee. But my efforts are in vain as strong arms wrap around my wrists and the weight of a muscled chest against my body knocks me down on the bed so my body underneath his, unable to move. He brings my hands together trapping them in one of his powerful hands above my head. His free hand moves to my cheek, touching it softly, exploring my skin. He trails his hand down to my chin, grips it powerfully and brings his lips to mine for a deep kiss. I try to break free, try to make him stop, to wriggle free from his grasp and kick him somehow. Unfortunately my aggression seems to only ignite his passion. He tightens his grip on my wrists and puts more weight onto me. I utter a moan of pain as his hand crushes my wrists together and his solid chest knocks the breath out of me
I realize now that there is no escape from this dark figure. I feel the little bit of hope I had left inside me disappear into nothing. It feels as if a little piece of my soul leaves my body and fades into the darkness that envelops me. Still frightened I inhale slowly as I force myself to relax my body. In return he loosens his grip on my wrists. He lifts himself up, no longer crushing me but hovering over me. I take in a deep breath. I feel his hand brush through my hair passionately as he trails kisses on my neck and ear, sending shivers trough my body. slowly releases my wrist and snakes his now free hand around my waist and pulls me to him again. He lifts me up and lays me down on my back, softly letting my head rest on a soft pillow. He settles himself next to me on the bed. I hear a faint noise and feel soft sheets being pulled over me.
He puts his arm around me and pulls my body to his, my back to his hard warm chest. His arm is like a solid bar of steel trapping me to him.
After staying like this for a while I start to calm down.
I hear his breathing becoming slower and his grip on me loosen. I assume he has dozed off. His arms is still acting as a vice, forcing me to remain in his embrace while he sleeps.
I silently start to cry myself asleep.
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There, the first chapter. More chapters will follow in the days to come
