Our Valentines Day. Part 9

Alcohol went down my throat, and the next I knew, I was out of it. I ended up snogging everyone there, and giving them exactly what they wanted. And I was drunk, and that's why I did it.
I found myself in a room, by myself. Loud music was still going on from downstairs- 'love' noises where coming from rooms next door to me.

The room I was in was small, It had a small bed and one chair. And there was only one window, and it was locked. I thought about smashing it, and jumping out- but it was way to high up.
I looked around and wondered how I got in here. The last thing I remember was having that guy on top of me... undoing my shirt. And now look where I am. I smell of bladdy alcohol! I've only had a sip in my life, and that was at Christmas.. and I smell like I've drank the whole bottle!

I explored the room to see a bathroom. There was a mirror on the wall. I looked in the mirror, and gazed at myself.
''Holy Crap!'' I said looking into the mirror. I had a huge love bite on my neck. Two in fact. Goodness gracious me- what an earth did I do,?

I then heard footsteps coming near my door, only then did I realize I was in my bikini- from when I was on the beach with Austin, I had it underneath my cloths. Where an earth where my cloths,? I scanned around the room, nowhere.

Cold hands touched my shoulders. It made me jump and turn around.

''Hello precious.'' he said. I looked at him, trying not to vomit.
''If im so precious why did you kidnap me?'' I asked him, moving his hands away from me.
''Hum, too much questions.'' he said backing away to look in the mirror.

''Well ain't I handsome'' he laughed to himself. I rolled my eyes and sat on the floor, near the window. I bent my head down thinking about everything.... then he interrupted me.
''Want to sleep with me tonight?'' he asked.
''Can't I go home, please.'' I said. I know I shouldn't beg. But I had to.
''Nope. What's the fun in that?'' he asked, shrugging his shoulders.
''I want to go home'' I protested.
''You didn't want to go home when you we made love.'' he said. He said it so smoothly.

''WHAT!'' I shouted.
''God, calm down! Some people are sleeping you know,'' he said. He knelled down by me and kissed me. I pushed him away and stood up. I was getting angry now, people where treating me the wrong way here!
''What do you mean we made love? We had sex-?'' I asked him, even though I partly knew the answer.. He nodded.
''Yes, and I know you said something about having a boyfriend, he doesn't have to know.'' he said, he tried to kiss me again but I moved.

''Did you use protection?'' I asked him. I prayed he did, I just prayed.
''I don't think I remembered.. I may of, not sure-'' he was walking by the door now. He said is so calmly, he wasn't bothered. This was clearly the sort of stuff he did daily.

''Why did you do this,? Don't you have a job,?'' I asked him. He turned around and stood there.
''This is my job- I'm the boss, I pay everyone here to do what they do,''he told me.

''I see, so you paid that girl and boy to kidnap me to,?'' I asked him.
He nodded. ''Goodnight. More tomorrow,'' he said, leaving the room.

I kicked the one chair standing, I kicked the door, I kicked the bed, I kicked everything that was possibly able to be kicked without hurting myself. I was furious! I wanted to get out of here. I wanted home. I wanted Austin. I missed him. I wish I didn't leave him like that, what if that was the last time I ever saw him...

I wept, tears ran down my face like a massive waterfall. I cried and cried, hoping this was all a dream. But it wasn't. Because the marks on my body proved it...