The story so far:
I woke up feeling cold, and my head was throbbing. This pain was intense. It was dark, I couldn't see a thing. For a moment I wondered to myself, 'Was I dead?'.
Soon, I realized I was tied to a chair.
This darkness, this alone time.. gave me alot of thinking time.
I thought long and hard. One thing I couldn't stop thinking about, was what happened at my house.... My biggest fear came true. Just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, it did! And honestly, I still don't even know if I'm dead, or alive. And if I was just kidnapped... Where the heck is the bloody kidnapper!!!!
Even with all these thought buzzing through my head, I still couldn't keep my mind off of the fact that Harry witnessed this all. I felt dead inside... With how much he cared...
I missed him more than anything right now.
This little dark room, gave me alot indeed to think about.
Suddenly, a light flickered on. I shielded my eyes from the light, I had been in the darkness for alot longer than I first thought. Soon, I unshielded my eyes, noticing the same man who had kidnapped me.
"What do you want from me?.." I managed to choke out.
"Thats none of your dang business, got it?"
I shook my head, as it still throbbed. An evil smirk appeared on his face. I looked back, avoiding any sort of eye contact with him. When I looked a bit more closely, I noticed he wasn't at all a man. He appeared to be maybe late teen, early twenties.. He had bright blue eyes, thick black eyebrows, Tan skin, and dark black hair that stopped at his shoulders. Though, his eyes were bloodshot, skin full of worry lines, and a light coat of dirt over his face. He would actually be quite handsome if he cleaned up, and stopped kidnapping people..
"S-sorry..." I finally whispered
"So.. That pretty boy you were talking to.."
"Harry...? What about him..."
"Let's just say, I made it clear that he'd never see your pretty little face ever again."
I sat silent for a moment, tears slowly fell from my eyes. I tried not to cry, I didn't want to appear weak to him, but I couldn't handle all of this.
As he opened his mouth to speak, I sat in fright, a little scared of what he would say or do next..
"Well, any questions"
"Um... Uh.. Eh..."
He let out a cold, heartless laugh,
"Let's just say, I've gotten to know you over the years Serah, I know all your fears, all your secrets, all your nightmares, and so much more..."
"Who are you...?"
"Thats none of your business, but let's just say... Your little 'visit' here, won't be too pleasant."
I looked down, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This man, whoever he may be, was my stalker apparently. Which means he knew how to break me.