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2. Meeting them

Author: Sofie
last update Last Updated: 2021-09-09 09:04:16

With the sunlight coming through the windows I was met with two pairs of eyes looking down at me. I flinched. They held me captive for a couple of seconds. In front of me stood two well-built men who could easily overpower me in a heartbeat. Feeling intimidated by their stares I looked anywhere but at them. That was when I took in my surroundings.

I was indeed lying down on a mattress, cuffed against bars, bars that were surrounding me. The bars scared me and confused me too. Was I in a cage? No that couldn't be because there were no bars above me, just around me. I looked better and it looked like a crib? That couldn't be the case, right? I mean, I know that I am not tall. With my five feet, I knew I didn't reach far in the body length department, but I wasn't that small that I could fit in a crib. Still, it looked liked it was the case, which shocked me.

But what shook me more was the rest of the room I saw before me. The bedroom was decorated as a nursery for a baby. There was a changing table and a rocking chair. Everything was butterfly-themed and the toys I saw in the corner of my eyes were meant for a toddler.

Only there was no baby in sight. There was no other crib or another type of sleeping place for a baby.

Then it struck my mind that I could be the baby. That I was freaking out was a slight understatement. What the hell was this place?

After I was done with a quick look around one of the men started to speak, "Good morning, sweetheart. I hope you slept well." Hoped I slept well? What was wrong with him? How in God's name could I possibly have slept well? I woke up petrified in a place I didn't recognize, not knowing who had taken me. How do you think I slept, you bastard?

I eyed up the man who had spoken. He had chocolate brown hair and soft face features. He was tall, I think, and had a good pair of muscles. But those muscles were nothing compared with the man standing next to him. As he had his arms crossed in front of him you could see how his muscles flexed through his shirt. He looked like he worked out every day. I made a mental note to try and not to anger him. The muscled man had black hair and black eyes, which were contrasting to the hazel brown eyes of the other man.

Their dominant presence in the room alarmed me. There was no way I could escape from them. Especially from the black-haired man. He could snap my neck without thinking about it. I felt like prey in front of his predator's eyes.

They both looked like they were waiting for some kind of response. Only I found it hard to find the words to say. I had no idea how to respond to his sweet words that contrasted with his doings. As I panicked I yelled, "Let me go you creeps!" As I said it I tugged on all my restraints. I looked anywhere but at them. I just wanted out. Out of this crib, out of this room, and out of this predicament, I found myself in.

"You criminals! You filthy bastards!" I kept on ranting.

I was quite surprised by myself. I had no idea I had so much fire in me. I was known as a quiet girl who didn't like attention and would do everything to please everybody. I couldn't even stand up against my fiancé if I wanted to. But I was so done with others controlling my life and this was just the last drop.

The comment that I made didn't make a great impact on the men. The black-haired guy looked at me angrily and the brown-haired guy looked concerned and a bit hurt? "Look, young lady, I understand this isn't a nice situation to wake up to but we haven't hurt you in any way. So if I were you I would show us some respect," the black-haired guy said.

The moment he talked about 'respect' something snapped in me.

"Respect? RESPECT!?" My voice wavered in panic and rage, "I will not show you two any respect you hear me! In no way have you earned my respect. You have not hurt me, but hurting or not hurting somebody isn't an indicator to show someone respect or not. The mere fact that you took my freedom away by kidnapping me and restraining me gives me enough reasons to not show any respect to either of you, do you understand!" I screamed out.

All my pent-up frustration was let out in my rant. Honestly, it felt quite good to snap at somebody. It's a shame I didn't do that at home. Now it looked like something snapped inside the black-haired man. "You listen to me-"

"Joon, please, she doesn't understand yet. Let's move on. We won't gain anything by going back and forth. Let us introduce ourselves and make her understand the situation, okay?" the brown-haired man said in a soft tone to the black-haired man called Joon.

Joon sighed. "Yes, you're right. I'm sorry." He took a step back and gave the other man more room.

While they had their sweet moment I tried to get myself out of those irritating cuffs. I wiggled and struggled but they didn't give in. "Get me out of these cuffs!"

"Hey, hey, Fleur. Calm down, we do not want to hurt you and we don't want for you to hurt yourself. So if you keep still, nothing will happen and I will quickly explain the situation you are in right now. So please calm down," the brown-haired man tried to look calm and nice but I didn't buy it. I only felt more endangered by the mere fact that I couldn't protect myself when needed. And to add more fear inside of me these men knew my name. How did they know my name? I was so sick and tired of this.

I think they both got the memo that I wouldn't calm down so the brown-haired man started to explain. "My name is David and this man next to me is Joon." He paused for a second to watch my reaction and to see if I stopped the struggling, which I had because I didn't have much strength in me left and I didn't want to waste it. Maybe I needed it later.

"We were the ones who took you here in our house, which will be now your house as well." Excuse me? My house? Before I could say my thought on the matter he continued, "What I'm going to say next might sound a bit creepy but we didn't mean it that way... We have watched you for a while now to make sure you were the right fit for us. We didn't just get the first person we saw on the street to take with us." Wait they stalked me?

These two men looked so normal on the outside. You truly would have no idea what kind of psycho's were hidden behind their masks. A shiver ran down my spine. They had followed me. Actually followed me. I never thought that stalkers would be one of the bigger problems I had to deal with in my life. As I had already much going on to be concerned about.

"Fit for what?" I asked in a low and scared voice. These creeps were truly something else.

"For our liking and lifestyle, we conduct in this house and community," Joon answered.

"What lifestyle? And what community?" At this point, I was really shocked because of these freaks. I had so many questions but all I wanted was to keep as much distance between them and me.

"We really do not intend to make you afraid or hurt you I promise, we ju-" David tried again.

"What lifestyle?" I interrupted him in fear.

David looked at Joon and then back at me. "You see some people live with a certain lifestyle, which is to others a bit... different-"

I got impatient, my nerves got the best of me as I interrupted David again, "Just tell me already!"

Now it was Joon who spoke up, "The clg/ddlg lifestyle."

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