. You were at a party one night, your friend Elena having dragged you out of your house. Draggin you out was relativly easy, you lived with your drunken brother who never really paid any attention to you. You were wearing a cute outfit . It wasn't something you would typically wear, but it was great for the occasion. Elena had left you some time ago, dancing her way into a strangers arms. You, on the other hand, weren't really into the dancing/clubbing/partying scene. You were 16, you wanted to worry about other things.
You walk over to an empty area in the club, a nice, cushioned seating area. you felt yourself drifting off after a while to the loud beat of the music. But When you woke up, you were in someones arms, swaying as the person walked. You could hear the distant beat of the club, figuring you were probably a few blocks away. You opened your eyes, starting to process what was happening. You screamed.
"Put me down! Who the hell are you! PUT ME DOWN!!" you struggled against the person, who was definitly a guy. "Please!" you yelled, pounding his chest. he had flipped you over his shoulder in the process of you trying to escape.
"Shut up!" he had an english accent, and sounded angry. "One more word and i swear i will slam your head against the wall." he whispers sharply.
"Please - just -" He flips you over to wear your back slams against the hard ground. You gasp in pain and surprise and look up at him. He had a thick head of curly hair, his features were nice, and he looked almost 6 feet tall.
"Are you trying to test me?" he yanks you back up, making you walk beside him while he kept your wrists pinned inside his hands. "Anything else you want to add to that?" he asks.
"Where are you taking me?" you ask. Before you can take in another breath, your head was slammed into the brick wall beside you and you blacked out.