Chapter 1
I watched the sun rise and wondered how it got on so peacefully. I envy the sun, so beautiful, so bright, loved by everyone. I shut the door and slid the curtains closed. I trudged sleepily into the kitchen to make myself a cuppa tea, I had never really liked coffee for some reason. If I could thank my parents for anything it was all the money they left me. I was able to afford an amazing flat in a good part of London and still have more than enough money to suit me for at least 10 years. I yawned and found some suitable clothes and stepped into the shower. Sometimes all you need in life is a hot shower... I slowly relaxed in the hot water as I closed my eyes. /span/p
p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-indent: 48.0px; font: 12.0px Baskerville;"span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"I finished my shower and walked into the kitchen, with a towel wrapped around me, and poured myself a cup of tea. I savoured the taste, enjoying how it rested in my stomach. I looked up at the clock em'7:45... 7:45?! OH SHIT! I'm gonna be late for work again!'/em I raced into my room and grabbed my work t-shirt and a pair of jeans that looked clean. I slipped on my converse, picked up my car keys and ran down the stairs. I hopped into my car and sped over to the café/restaurant where I work as a waitress, The Last Centurion Restaurant and Café. I parked my car in the back lot and jogged in. I hastily tied my apron around my waist, tucked my notebook and pen into one of the pockets and walked out onto the floor. The tables were buzzing with the usual breakfast crowd. My 'friend' Melody walked passed me on her way out and said that our boss was looking for me. I sighed and thanked her. I headed over to his office fearing the worst. I knocked on the door and a gruff voice answered... I thought for a moment,em 'Wait a minute, that does NOT sound like Rory's voice.'/em I shrugged it off, em'Oh well, maybe there's new management.'/em I slowly opened the door and walked slowly into the room. I stepped into the office and a large hand with a cloth clamped over my face. I tried to fight back but the hand was too strong and I kept getting weaker. My vision started to fade as I struggled against the rough hand, then, everything went black.
