Stacie Conrad was a lot of things. She was beautiful and smart. A combination that was deathly for most people she met. Nobody expected that a beautiful woman like her could be so smart. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind or give her opinion. She was beautiful, but not stupid.
She was social and caring towards her friends. And she had an incredibly high sex drive. But she was smart enough to not let herself get used by her hook ups.
She always thought things through before diving into an adventure. That's why she couldn't believe she got in the situation she was currently in.
She was thinking how to get out of this situation. Wondering how things could be spiralling out of control so fast.
An hour ago she was having a drink with her catch of the day. And now she was in deep trouble with said catch.
He had been a little strange, but he was charming. Completely different than her normal hook ups. He had taken her out for a drink and something to eat. He really was interested in her. A little bit to interested when she thought about it now.
He had been interested in her friends and family. What she did outside college. How her days looked like. When he asked her if she would be missed all the alarm bells went off in her head. She wanted to end the date but suddenly she didn't feel well. She couldn't remember anything when she woke up.
Now she was sitting in the passenger seat of a car that didn't belong to her or the driver. She didn't know where they were or where they were heading to.
She looked for her phone. But when he noticed he cheerfully told her that he had thrown it away. She didn't know if she believed him.
The guy told her not to worry. He wasn't planning on hurting her or touching her he said. He just wanted to know how long it would take for people to notice she was missing. And what would happen when they found out.
He promised he would take good care of her as long as they were together. For the time being she could only do as what her was told.
She didn't know how long they had been in the car, when he suddenly stopped. He got out and walked over to her side of the car. He unlocked her door. As she stepped out she tried to run. But he was faster than she had thought. He hit her and everything went black.
When she woke up again she found herself on a bed. When her eyes got used to the dark she noticed that the room didn't have windows. Next to the bed were a table and a chair. She got up and walked around the room searching for a light switch. She found it and turned on the light.
True to his words, he didn't do anything to her. He brought her food three times a day. He let her out one time a day so she could freshen up herself. He even provided clean clothes for her. And he brought her magazines and books to kill the time. He didn't try to make a conversation with her, and didn't answer any of her questions.
She didn't know how long she was here. It could be two weeks but it could be longer. She felt lonely and missed her friends. A lot of questions went through her mind.
Would they miss her? Had they done anything to find her? What had she done to deserve this? How would she catch up with her study?
She didn't have any answers on those questions though. All she could do was hope that he would let her go soon. She was bored as hell in this room. She knew the room by heart by now. Every crack in the wall, every scratch in the wooden floor.
She woke up in the middle of nowhere. She couldn't remember how she got here. She shook her head to wake up fully and took a deep breath. It has been so long that she was outside.
Suddenly she felt something in the pocket of her jeans. She couldn't believe it when she found her own phone. That asshole had kept it all the time. She turned it on and saw that the battery was full.
She went through her contacts searching for Beca. She pressed on the call button praying that it still belonged to Beca.
She was never been happier to hear that grumpy voice.
"Beca, it's Stacie. Can you please pick me up?"
