(MA 16+ story) Ebony was a normal girl, living a completely normal life, in what she thought was a normal world. She always pushed the borders of the rules her parents put down for her to follow, always wanting a life with more adventure, more adrenaline... Until one night she pushed it too far. Life aint' all rainbows and butterflies when everything you cared for is taken from you, when everything you know is thrown out the window! Will she escape her kidnappers? Or will she die trying?


2. How I Got Here

"Good night, Ebony."

My father kissed me on the forehead, and walked out of my room, shutting my door behind him.

I kicked off my blankets, and stood, my bare toes barely making a noise on the carpet. I tip-toed anyways, down to my mirror. My room was lit with moonlight, so it was easy enough to see my reflection.

I brushed out my straight, blonde hair, removing every bump and knot, making it smooth as silk as it fluttered from my fingers. I put a bit of mascara on my lashes, and smeared on pink lipstick to give my lips a fuller look.

A stared into my pale grey eyes, and added some grey eye shadow to give them a smokey look.


Finally, the outfit; my favourite!

I quietly opened my top drawer, pulling on a black, skin-tight halterneck dress that covered everything that needed to be covered, revealing every single bit of my killer legs. After slipping on a pair of ankle socks, I walked over to my cubboard, and pulled out a pair of black leather, pencil-heeled boots that went up to about two inches above my knee.


I grinned devilishly; sexy enough.

I heard the excited 'tap tap' of pebbles being tossed at my window. "Happy fifteenth birthday! Now, come out so we can hit the clubs!" I poked my tongue out at my boyfriend, Daniel. His brown hair looked almost black in the darkness, but his blue eyes never ceased to draw me in. I grinned; having a seventeen year old boyfriend had it's perks.

"Shhh!" I scolded. Daniel laughed quietly. "Now, be ready to catch me!" I told him, slipping one leg out of my bedroom window. This resulted in a whistle from Daniel. "Nice thong- red, is it?" "Shut up and catch me."

My body fell from the second storey window, and I landed with a thud in Daniel's arms. He took a few steps back to catch his balance, but other than that, it was a great catch. I snaked my arms around his neck and pulled his head in for a kiss, our lips molding together like puzzle pieces. His tongue teased my own, but eventually, we both had to break away, both of us gasping for breath. "Now, come on; let's go!"


Daniel put me down, and after I pulled my dress down, we both jogged towards his motor bike. "Hold on tight, babe." He told me, his seductive whisper making my stomach tighten deliciously.

This was my night; I planned to use it well.


Daniel helped me step off the motorcycle without my ass showing, and he began leading me to a mystery club. He had his hands over my eyes, so I couldn't see anything. I could hear both excited and jealous chatter, from men and women alike, along with the clack of my four inch heels.

"Seriously, Daniel, where are you taking me?"

Just as I spoke, we stopped, and Daniel removed his hands from my eyes, tightening them around my waist. "Here we are, babe."


I blink rapidly as my eyes adjust to the dim light. The music pulses in my ears, and the smell of sweat fills my nostrils. There's barely enough room to move. It's crowded, and the amount of bodies pressed against eachother was unbelieveable. A large grin spreads across my face. "I love it! Come on, let's dance!" I shout to let my voice be heard over the thrum of the beat. Daniel grins at me, and pulls me into the midst of the crowd. Instantly, we're swept into the crowd, bodies writhing against us as we try to stick together against the current.

I grin up at Daniel, and press my back against his chest, mimicking the movements of the women around me, who have their own men to tease.

Daniel's breath quickens as I reach the floor, and I grin, trailing my fingers up his sides as I stand, making sure my body rubs against him as I do so.


Daniel suddenly grips me tightly against him, leaning his head over my shoulder to whisper in my ear, his lips tickling my ear lobe. "I could never get tired of this, but trust me, there's one thing I want more." He grabs me by the shoulders, and turns me to face him. "You."

My breath quickens as he leads me out the back of the club. Am I really going to do this? I think nervously. Do I really want to do this? When I think of Daniel, I blush. Oh yes; I want all of him.


When I step outside, I'm shocked. There's pillows hidden in a corner of the alley, along with a bin filled with used condoms. Unused condoms are in a dispenser somewhere near the pillows. And, it's dark.

But I don't think about those. I think about Daniel.

When I turn around, he's still in the door way. I stalk up to him, a dangerous gleam in my eyes. A lazy grin appears on Daniel's face, and he pulls me in tightly, planting a rough, desperate kiss filled with need on my lips. "I'll be right back," He whispers, his tone of voice giving me goosebumps. "Get yourself... Comfortable, while you wait."

With that, Daniel slips his hand up the hem of my dress, lifting it slightly. He seems to growl with pleasure, and unwillingly pulls his hand away.

"Be ready."

With that, he slinks through the door again. I noticed something unnerving in his voice, but I was too nervous to care.


My heart beats rapidly as I stare at the door, where Daniel had just been. I hadn't moved a muscle since he closed that damn door.

That's all I remember thinking before I'm hit in the head, and the concrete rises to meet my face.

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