Abducted

Scarlet's pov

He suddenly squatted in front of me, and I quickly turned away from him, but he used his fingers to raise my face as he stared at me, while I immediately cleaned away the tears from my face.

Was I about to die? Was he about to kill me? I felt very weak as I stared up at him.

He was powerful and muscularly built, and even though I couldn't see his face properly, I could only admit that he looked like a demigod.

But I winced, and it seems it made him snap out of whatever he was thinking of before he suddenly carried me in his arms and walked out of the supermarket.

"Where are you taking me to?" I asked as he carried me out of the supermarket, but he didn't reply, and when I turned, I saw a black car which was parked under a tree in the darkness of the night.

The car looked familiar, but the pain I felt and the throbbing headache in my head couldn't let me think straight.

I winced and hissed in pain.

This strange man that was carrying me in his arms had caused me too much pain already.

I became alert when he opened the door to his car and was about to sit me in, but I suddenly held him tight.

I didn't know that it would make him lose his balance, and we both fell to the leather seat of his car, but before he could press me with his weight, he immediately used his two muscular hands to hold himself as he placed them on the seats, making me get trapped between him and the car seats I was laid on.

We were both staring at each other, but his hair and hoodie were good at playing their perfect roles of disguise.

Slowly, I raised my hand to his face and began shifting his hair from his face to discover his unknown identity, but he suddenly stopped me by holding my hand, which made me retract my hand immediately.

He stood from me abruptly, before banging the door close as he walked towards the other side of the car and sat in the driver's seat.

I hurriedly grapes the handle of the door and tried opening it, but couldn't.

He then ignited the engine and zoomed off with me.

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I squeezed myself into a corner of the seats in the car, as I sobbed silently.

I have no idea where he was taking me to.

Was he abducting me? I was too scared to ask, so all I could do was cry, I was vulnerable.

Feeling his gaze lingering on me, I slowly raised my head, and our gaze met, but he turned away almost immediately.

I then summoned the courage to ask, "Where are you taking me to?"

And as expected from the dumb guy in front of me, I was met with silence, so I continued crying.

I couldn't help my tears.

I folded my legs to my chest, before wrapping my arms around it as I sobbed silently.

The pain in my neck was excruciatingly painful.

He suddenly spoke, his voice cold, yet smooth and pleasant to the ears.

"Where do you live?" He asked, which made me shut up my mouth as I stared at him.

I couldn't say a word, all I could do was heave a sigh of relief.

He wasn't abducting me.

But he spoke again, "Aren't you telling me where you live? Or do you want me to take you to my home?"

My eyes widen, and I immediately cleaned away my tears, before telling him the location of my home.

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I told him to stop the car before we would reach my house, but I expected him to ask me why I didn't want him to drop me at my house at once, but I was surprised that he didn't ask.

Maybe he wasn't a total asshole.

When he did, I tried opening the door, but I couldn't. Then I saw him press a button on his key fob, and the door opened on its own.

I was stunned and startled at the same time, so I immediately alighted the car, and hurriedly walked to my house, but didn't dare look back. So I had no idea if he had driven away with his car, or if he was still there.

After taking another path, I sprinted home.

The crescent moon shuns dimly in the sky as it was the only source of light in the dark street.

The chirring and squeaking of some insects and other animals were the only noises that could be heard, as everywhere was embraced in a dead silence.

I walked towards my house, and when I reached it, I climbed onto the porch before pushing the door open and walking in.

I was suddenly grabbed by Gianna as I was secretly sneaking into my room, which made me yelp.

And without waiting for my explanations, she began beating me and calling me all sorts of names, while I cried silently.

But suddenly, the knife she was using to flog me slashed through my skin, and I began bleeding.

It was so painful that I couldn't hold in my cry anymore, and I gave out a piercing scream of agony.

I cried and coughed at the same time, but Gianna didn't care. She continued beating me, not minding that my cries could disturb our neighbors.

I hoped for my dad to come running out of his room and save me, but I saw no one. It could be that he wasn't at home.

With tears running down my face, I ran up the stairs into my room, while Gianna was chasing me from behind.

I closed my door with a loud thud and locked it, before I walked into the balcony of my room and sat on the cold floor with my eyes clouded with tears as I cried painfully. I missed my real mom. Despite how she treated me, she was hundred percent better than Gianna.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me which made my heart skip, and when I turned abruptly, I was shocked to see the shirtless Owen standing in front of me.

"How did you come into my room?" I asked in fear, but his gaze kept consuming my body.

This wasn't good, I had locked my door before I went to work, so how come when I ran into my room, my door wasn't locked? How did he get my keys?

"Get away from my room you asshole!!" I yelled at him with the anger and pain that were burning within me.

I didn't know how he did it, but he dragged me into my room before closing and locking the door to my balcony.

I was suddenly shoved onto the bed, which made me wince in pain, but I immediately sat up and began screaming for help, he suddenly slapped me very hard, which made me fall roughly to the bed, and he took the opportunity to hover over me before he began unzipping his pants zipper, which made my eyes widen.

"What are you doing to me? Let me go!!" I tried screaming, but he covered my mouth, I bit his hands, and when he removed me, I screamed for help.

"Dad... Dad help me… Dad... Gianna… Gianna.." I screamed, but it seemed as though my voice was only echoing within the room.

Seeing the sly grin he had on his face, it then downed on me that this was a set-up plan which was arranged by Gianna and her son, Owen.

But before I could scream again, he gave me a very dirty slap, and I could feel the taste of blood in my mouth.

"Would you shut up, Scarlett? I'm gonna fuck your brains out," he said coldly, making me shiver in fear as I cried. What did I do to deserve all this?

He suddenly smacked his lips on mine harshly and began kissing me, while I cringe in disgust and tried crawling away from him, but I couldn't. He was too strong.

He suddenly tore my blue tank top, which made my cry intensify as I struggled to free myself, but it seemed impossible.

I struggled to the extent that I couldn't struggle anymore. It wasn't as though my strugglings could save me, but instead, it made him keep inflicting pain on me.

He sneaked his hands beneath my thighs and began caressing them, while I cried silently.

But before he could sneak his hands beneath my pant, I felt as though he was suddenly yanked off me, and then, I heard a loud thud.

With heavy breaths, I got up from my bed with my heart pounding in my chest.

My duvet wrapped around my trembling form, and I headed for the switch of the light.

But before I could reach it, I was suddenly yanked backward by someone, and before I could scream for help, a piece of cloth that was bombarded with chloroform was used to cover my face.

I tried struggling to free myself, but due to my wraps breathing, I had already inhaled a lot of it, so my eyelids fluttered closed, leaving me unconscious with no idea of what was happening around me.