I awoke feeling groggy and disoriented, and strangely it felt as if the world was spinning underneath me. Huh, maybe I'm coming down with something. From beneath my eyelids I could see a bluish haze. Must be after dawn…Aw crap! School. But I still kept my eyes closed trying to recover my blissful sleep. I felt someone lightly stroking my hair. Mom.
"Alright, alright. I'm getting up." I smiled as I rubbed my tired eyes.
My eyebrows shot sky high in shock and disbelief while the night's events flashed through my mind. No other than my night stalker had me cradled in his arms. I slapped his hands away and angrily shoved myself as far from him as I could. My back hit the hard opposite car door and I gave him a death glare that I had now reserved for him. He merely smirked.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked sweetly.
In response I tore my eyes away and looked out the tinted windows. We were driving on a seemingly abandoned highway smack dab in the middle of nowhere. Marvelous. Now I'll never get out of here... NO! I mustn't think like that! Think positive!
"Sugar, no matter what you try you'll never escape me. And no amount of optimism will change that so I suggest you just give up now." He said with a chuckle.
I looked at him with disgust and thought GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!!
He winced and held his head at that and I smiled at my small victory. There has to be someway to block him from my mind. I imagined huge black barriers made of obsidian rock surrounding me and to test it I screamed in my head HEY ASSHOLE! I gauged his expression but he simply stared at me in confusion. Ah, satisfaction. Phase one complete.
I surmised we were in a town car as the interior was quite roomy. The driver had a vacant look in his eyes, which made me believe he was being controlled. My gaze wandered back to my kidnapper and I was slightly taken aback that his eyes were locked onto mine. His eyes were like silver orbs of light, I was amazed at their complexity. How ironic, light eyes in such a dark and evil person. They seemed as if they had only lived through perpetual anger and hate but they also held something else, something yearning to break free. I was getting lost in his hypnotic eyes but forced myself to look away. He seemed to be only a few years older than me. I couldn't help but marvel at his gorgeously pale body; it was on the lean side but still completely toned.
Not wanting to be caught admiring the god-like body of my attacker I looked out the window and stared at the lush greenery zooming by. It was then that I noticed the dark mansion in the distance, nestled in seclusion by the mountains and forests surrounding it. My internal alarms were blaring in my head.
I have to get out of here. Now. Think, Violet, think!