I'm Trapped Novels & Stories

I can feel the blush creep up on my cheeks and I fight to keep a straight face. Did Kaleb just say that to me? He just threatened to fuck the bratty attitude out of me. Oh, if only he knew how badly I really want to be a brat and tell him to prove it. But we can't do that now. I can't even think about that right now. We have to figure something out. "Kaleb. We need to figure a way out of here. We are trapped." I say calmly, trying not to show him how turned on he has me. I need to focus.

"Is it a deal?" "I'm starting to think I really got trapped." "In that case, I welcome you to a life full of traps." Olive turns and gazes at Thomas with an investigative look. "Right?" "I feel the same way, Bee. So we got trapped by our own parents. But," Thomas quickly straightens his back. Don't let Olive think otherwise. "I've never regretted today. Because today is a very historic day for me."

How did he know this wasn't the exit? Who was he? Was he trying to help me? But he was a bastard who was participating in human trafficking. Why would he… Question after question floated around in my mind. I lowered my head. I was too exhausted to struggle, much less come up with answers. Then, I collapsed onto the ground and lost consciousness. I didn't know how much time had passed when I woke up. Blearily, I heard people talking beside me.

It is my medicine. I was was trapped for so long that I lost faith that there was a world beyond the walls I known what you done with me. You trap me after to gets my name you you don't known that I'm archard not a toy . After that. After feeling free light my fear of being trapped again became all consuming. So, I figured out all the traps, the codes, the combinations, the locks... I can make any key and command a door to appear. I became magical. Or, to mortals I am. I grew to feel safe again. Now that I am free I need a home. I need love. I need a place that protects and cares. I need to give love back. So, when are you going to invite me in?

There definitely must be some inferior motive. Maybe it's just me, but like I said before, I'm having a hard time believing in people nowadays. No matter how I see it, I can't let myself believe he is doing all this out of humanity. Why would he take the risk to free me when he could get him in trouble? At the end of the day, he is involved in illegal stuff and I can easily go to the police and report their names. A part of me still believes that they are trying to trap me and this is all a scheme. Like I have seen in so many movies where shit like this happens and, in the end, it just happens to be a trap.

However, he immediately crumpled his own face roughly. "Ughh. I still can't forget him, even though five years have passed. It feels like it can't be him. I've often misrecognized people. Damn it, all because Marko asked me to drink tonight." Leon grumbled to himself when he saw the figure of a woman riding on a battered moped. "Sorry, Nis. I can only take you on a crappy motorbike like this," said Adam during their journey. "It's okay, Adam. If you don't give me a deposit tonight, I'll spend more money to pay for a taxi," chuckled Nisa. Adam just smiled at his chatter. Adam's battered moped stopped at one of the Barbeque Chicken tent stalls.

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

* Two hours later, the car stopped in front of a house surrounded by a pitch-black forest. The man forcefully dragged Caroline out of the car, and the driver held open the house's door, pushing her inside. The door was slammed shut and locked. Caroline tried to open the door, but it was futile. She felt trapped, and desperation set in. She called out, "Who are you? Why are you holding me against my will?" She then heard the car's engine start, realizing she might be imprisoned to her death. With no one around to help, no phone, and no food, Caroline felt helpless. She looked around the empty house, her fear growing as she explored its icy-cold walls.

It doesn't matter. "I'm ready now, so open your legs, let me f*ck you." She reluctantly opened her legs and he chuckled. "Go to your room, your friend is sleeping there." Wait! Really? That was all? he was going to let her go? just like that? "Really?" She asked surprised. "It's like you really want to be fucked." "No no, I was only surprised. Please... I need to get up." It took him a moment to realize that she can't stand because he trapped her beneath him and he got up. She immediately sprang up like the bed has needles all over it and she dashed to the door. Suddenly she paused and turned back.

[Evelyn’s POV] Son of a bitch!! What the hell is going on?! Oh God! I’m trapped! Please! Someone! Anyone! Help me!! Trapped. That was the best way I could describe the sensation that was being inflicted on me. I was trapped. Stuck inside my own mind with no means of control. I couldn't even bring myself to open my damn eyes. It was like someone had torn my body apart from my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get a single part of myself to move.