GLYNDON
First off, he kidnapped me.
Secondly, he threatened to kill me
And now, he wants to fuck me? Now way! Now way in hell.
I gathered some spit in my mouth and spat on him. The liquid hit his face and slid down his glossy white skin. His eyes turned from lust-filled to cold in an instant.
Infact it was filled with murderous intent.
He stood and curled his hand around my throat, his eyes darkening with each passing moment. This was the time I would scream for help but no words left my lips— not just because I was choked by him but I was terrified by the danger I was in.
God please save me.
Don't let him hurt me, or worse…
Please, God I beg of you.
Slowly, his grip around my neck loosened and I saw the glow in his eyes dim, just slightly— his hand was still around my neck.
Air rushed through my nostrils, burning my lungs. Damn, what in the world did I do to deserve this?
At that exact moment, the door flung open— his hand slipped away from my neck as he turned to the direction of the noise. Thank goodness, someone came to save me.
Was it uncle? Did he send police officers to look for me?
Na, he can't do that. He hates you remember?
I sighed at the thought, as two dashing men walked into the room, their eyes spitting fire as they glared at the man who'd just strangled me and from the looks of things, he's going to get got.
Those guys looked so serious…
But who were they?
I didn't know any of these guys.
What if they're his accomplices? Judging from their dramatic entrance and the look of hatred in their eyes, they weren't.. Or worse other men sent to kidnap me from him.
Right now, I don't know if I should me thankful or say my last prayers.
" Let her go if you want to live…" The one on the left threatened, his deep bass voice banging in the emptiness of the room.
My Kidnapper smirked. " Oh Rhys, you've learned some threats. That's cute."
Was he really saying that?
They just threatened to end his life and he's mocking them.
I guess he doesn't want to live. Well I do.
"Can someone get me the hell out of here?" I shouted, but they kept talking like I was invisible.
I push out a breath through my slightly parted lips. " Whatever." I mumbled.
The threat guy clenched his fists tightened and I could tell he was ready to break his fucking nose or worse kill him…Not Like I cared.
The second guy held his clenched fists and spoke in the most calm tone I had ever heard.
" Stop your games Silas. Just give her to us and we'll get out of your hair."
His voice was so thick and low yet so calming and soothing, I felt my heart flutter and I didn't know why…
Maybe it's because I have a thing for voices. Once I hear some guy with a sexy voice, I instantly fall for them but right now is not the time.
I need to focus on getting out of here alive.
I turned around, my eyes scanning the dark room from anything sharp— so that I could at least save myself from this weirdo who kidnapped me.
But the sound of melancholic laughter stopped me.
" You think I'll just hand her to you? I found her first and I'll kill her— then you'll take her fucking blood to that shitty king you call a father." He cursed and the first guy clenched his fists tighter.
" What did you say?"
" I said your father is a good for nothing piece of—" before he could complete that statement, threat guy launched at him, throwing a huge punch in his face but he immediately dodged.
And I blinked.
How did he do that?
He was right in front of them just now and now, he's behind me clutching a knife pressing it tightly to my neck. I stiffened, my breath coiled in my throat barely escaping my lips.
" If you want her to survive…" he dug it deeper, the cold metal pressing against my skin, I could feel blood slipping out of me and I'm sure it was because of the knife. " Don't you dare touch me."
" You don't want to do this man. I'm just human, I don't know what's going on or why you want me dead but please let me go, I beg of you." I'm basically crying right now, I know I claimed that I wasn't scared of death.
But being this close to it, showed me how terrifying it could be.
I could feel the knife adjusting slightly on my neck but he didn't remove it.
" Now listen to me very carefully Silas. If the knife goes through her skin one more time— you'll regret it." I thought Mr Nice guy didn't do threats but I guess he did.
" Your threats don't work on me…" he said simply, that sadistic smirk playing on his very red lips…Ones which he licked earlier, the ones which made my body react a kind of way didn't like.
You're about to be murdered Glyn can you focus!
Then something happened.
In a flash, the two guys in front of me shifted—not backwards, but into something I couldn't understand.
Their eyes gleamed gold. Bones cracked through their skin— the sound so daunting, it sent a shiver down my spine. Long claws ripped through their hands.
They weren't human anymore.
What the hell?
No no no. Glyn, you're imagining things!
Earth to Glyn, earth to Glyn.
I blinked furiously, hoping the vision would disappear—but the beasts were still there.
Wolves with human legs standing in front of me and something that moved as fast as lightning which had the palest skin I had ever seen, standing right behind me holding a knife to my neck.
This could only mean one thing.
I was dreaming— no having a nightmare.
One I didn't want to wake up from.
I guess I've gone fully mental.