I wondered if this one was going to be even worse than the last one as he walked over to the car.
“So this is her?”
“Yep.” He said with a smug smile on his face. “She’s a fighter most definitely.” They both were feeling apparently gentlemanly as one carried my stuff to the door and the other, being Mark, held firmly onto my arm and led me to the door.
“My name is John by the way.” He said with a smile that almost looked sincere to me. Unfortunately for him it didn’t matter to me how sincere and nice he was, I was pissed.
“Nice to know. Not that I care really.” I said as I walked away, looking at the big house. I had no clue where Mark or my stuff had gone but I wasn’t concerned about that. Their house had two stories and I was currently standing in the living room that had a leather couch along with a leather chair that looked like it could actually swallow me being only 95 pounds. In the middle of the room there was a coffee table with a few magazines and in front of that was probably the biggest tv I had ever seen.
“Wanna come see your new room?” Said Mark who had all of a sudden appeared out of nowhere. Before I could even answer I was being dragged into another room that had bare walls, completely different from my old one that was covered in posters of all of my favorite bands, and had carpeted floors which would come in handy seeing as I spent most of my time bare foot and a what I guessed was a queen sized bed with lots of pillows and a blue and brown comforter.
“Either you’ve been planning this for way too long or have done this before.”
“Oh trust me we’ve been planning this for some time now.” Ugh he still had that smug smile on his face that just screamed ‘Yes I did it and now you’re mine forever.’ “You won’t be spending much time in here anyways would be my bet.” And he left it at that as he walked out of the room.
I decided I was still hungry because the bastard had interrupted my breakfast so I walked out into the kitchen which was conveniently right next to my new room. I looked in the fridge and didn’t really see anything that seemed good. Actually all of it made me feel like throwing up just at the thought of eating it. I guess it was still the sickness of reality setting in and the fact that I might be here a hell of a long time. I settled on a turkey sandwich only because I was nearly starving. After I made it I went to my room and stayed there all afternoon. I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I knew I felt someone crawling on top of me.
“Nice of you finally wake up Princess.” He had apparently been here for a while seeing as we were both already naked and he was hard.