My name is Scarlett Halle, and I am terrified. I was kidnapped and now Im speeding down the highway going who knows where. All I hear is voices repeating, "Yes, he like this one."
"Never before has he had one so we'll get a raise for sure."
Then everythings quiet. Like, everyone's dead quiet. Im quickly escorted to a room, and im so proud of myself for not tripping. Then we walk inside. Someone FINALLY takes the hood off, and I want to start singing I can feel again. But I instead unsuccessfully try and sit down. A, I dont know, guard, hauls me back to my feet."Do you want to piss him off?"
"Im sorry, I have the type of personality that pisses people off. Oh well. Wait, whos 'he'?" And then I actually look around. And stop, staring at the boy reclined on some pillows. Hes trying really hard not to laugh, and hes not even LOOKING at me. Then he turns. A man speaks up." Is she good?"
"Enough for me," he replied, eyes never leaving my body. "Come here,"
"Because Im your what, dog? No, you can actually use your legs and come over here yourself," the guard slapped me in the face then instantly regretted it.
"Suit yourself." The boy, who I officially named Kujo, got up. And by the look in his eye, he wasnt happy. At all. While I reclined against the wall, he paced up to me. His hands were on either sides of my head, and his knee between my thighs, locking me in place. His mouth brushed under my jaw, and I squirmed with discomfort. But that was nothing compared to when he bit down on the underside of my neck, marking me for probably the rest of my life. And I was bleeding like hell on fire. I choked out a scream, while his teeth clamped down harder enjoying my whimpers. A little voice in my head was telling me not to react, not to fuel him, but it was too late. He licked the blood away, then moved to my mouth. His lips parted, he begged for entrance. I granted him, already planning revenge. As soon as his tongue started exploring my mouth, I bit down on it. He instantly pulled back, bringing one hand up to his mouth. "Consider us even," I snarl. He smiled, his face a pure mask of lust. Then he finally whispered,
"This is only the beginning."