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I remembered his words. He said if I knew the truth, he'd lose me. Was that true? Could I let him touch me again knowing what he was? But then, I didn’t exactly know what he was. It was quite obvious he wasn’t an angel. So what was he, then?
“I think it's time I went,” Hayley’s voice broke the silence and my thoughts. “You obviously have a lot to think over.”
She got up and took our glasses to the sink.
“I'm back at work Monday, so we can catch up at lunch or something. Text me if you need me, though.”
I followed her outside and gave her a hug as she left. She was a good friend and I was so lucky to have people who cared about me. I stood out on the doorstep and waved as she drove off. I turned to walk back inside and heard a scuff behind me. Before I had the chance to turn around he had his hand and a cloth over my mouth. I could smell something strange. I started to panic as I realised it was chloroform, but could already feel myself slipping.
Then, for the third time in my life, everything went black.
Chapter 16
Delusions of Grandeur
I could hear music off in the distance. I couldn’t quite make out the song, but it was a love song. I tried to open my eyes and move but everything felt so heavy, even though all my senses were starting to become aware. I remembered saying goodbye to Hayley but was having a hard time remembering what happened after that. Was I asleep? I didn’t remember going to bed. I started to feel anxious. Where was I? Why couldn’t I move and who was playing that music? I could hear a male voice humming along and some kitchen noises, range hood going and dishes clanking. It was slowly coming back to me. A hand had covered my mouth . . . and then nothing.
My mind was racing and I felt panicky, but I still couldn’t move! I tried to calm myself down to think. Obviously someone had taken me, but why? What were they going to do to me? I was frightened and attempted to pull myself together. I tried desperately to move, but whatever drug he'd given me had paralysed everything but my mind. He was singing now. He sounded very happy, singing along about love and happiness.
God, he must be some kind of nutter, I thought to myself. What am I going to do?
I didn’t have work today and no one was going to miss me. No one would even realise I was missing until Monday when I didn’t show up for work!
“God, I hope my baby is alright,” I thought to myself, and as if answering my question I felt a little flutter.
Thank you, God, I thought. Now please help us to live through this.
“She will wake up soon,” he mused, savoring the power he had over her life. Everything was just about ready. A lovely beef casserole in the slow cooker, veggies done, and a decadent chocolate cake for dessert! The table was set and looked beautiful, filled with lovely scented candles and a favorite bottle of red wine. All it needed was the guest of honor, and she would be with us very soon. He felt a lump in his throat. She was so beautiful and tonight she would be his and his alone. After all, this time he'd finally found her. He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.
“Soon, my love, we can begin our life together.”
He walked over to the couch where she lay like a princess, so pretty in her little dress. He stroked her hair. It was silky and shiny and felt so lovely. He bent down to smell it and caught a scent, fruity and sweet. He touched her cheek. Her skin, so soft and smooth, accompanied a perfect nose and luscious lips. He had to kiss those lips. The suspense was killing him . . . just one taste. He gently touched his lips to hers and a shiver ran through him, soft and warm and full.
His eyes travelled down her body resting on her heavy breasts. They seemed bigger than he remembered but were still so beautifully formed. He traced the shape of them with his finger and then moved his hands down to her legs. Her skin was flawless and he felt so proud to have this woman
I remembered his words. He said if I knew the truth, he'd lose me. Was that true? Could I let him touch me again knowing what he was? But then, I didn’t exactly know what he was. It was quite obvious he wasn’t an angel. So what was he, then?
“I think it's time I went,” Hayley’s voice broke the silence and my thoughts. “You obviously have a lot to think over.”
She got up and took our glasses to the sink.
“I'm back at work Monday, so we can catch up at lunch or something. Text me if you need me, though.”
I followed her outside and gave her a hug as she left. She was a good friend and I was so lucky to have people who cared about me. I stood out on the doorstep and waved as she drove off. I turned to walk back inside and heard a scuff behind me. Before I had the chance to turn around he had his hand and a cloth over my mouth. I could smell something strange. I started to panic as I realised it was chloroform, but could already feel myself slipping.
Then, for the third time in my life, everything went black.
Chapter 16
Delusions of Grandeur
I could hear music off in the distance. I couldn’t quite make out the song, but it was a love song. I tried to open my eyes and move but everything felt so heavy, even though all my senses were starting to become aware. I remembered saying goodbye to Hayley but was having a hard time remembering what happened after that. Was I asleep? I didn’t remember going to bed. I started to feel anxious. Where was I? Why couldn’t I move and who was playing that music? I could hear a male voice humming along and some kitchen noises, range hood going and dishes clanking. It was slowly coming back to me. A hand had covered my mouth . . . and then nothing.
My mind was racing and I felt panicky, but I still couldn’t move! I tried to calm myself down to think. Obviously someone had taken me, but why? What were they going to do to me? I was frightened and attempted to pull myself together. I tried desperately to move, but whatever drug he'd given me had paralysed everything but my mind. He was singing now. He sounded very happy, singing along about love and happiness.
God, he must be some kind of nutter, I thought to myself. What am I going to do?
I didn’t have work today and no one was going to miss me. No one would even realise I was missing until Monday when I didn’t show up for work!
“God, I hope my baby is alright,” I thought to myself, and as if answering my question I felt a little flutter.
Thank you, God, I thought. Now please help us to live through this.
“She will wake up soon,” he mused, savoring the power he had over her life. Everything was just about ready. A lovely beef casserole in the slow cooker, veggies done, and a decadent chocolate cake for dessert! The table was set and looked beautiful, filled with lovely scented candles and a favorite bottle of red wine. All it needed was the guest of honor, and she would be with us very soon. He felt a lump in his throat. She was so beautiful and tonight she would be his and his alone. After all, this time he'd finally found her. He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.
“Soon, my love, we can begin our life together.”
He walked over to the couch where she lay like a princess, so pretty in her little dress. He stroked her hair. It was silky and shiny and felt so lovely. He bent down to smell it and caught a scent, fruity and sweet. He touched her cheek. Her skin, so soft and smooth, accompanied a perfect nose and luscious lips. He had to kiss those lips. The suspense was killing him . . . just one taste. He gently touched his lips to hers and a shiver ran through him, soft and warm and full.
His eyes travelled down her body resting on her heavy breasts. They seemed bigger than he remembered but were still so beautifully formed. He traced the shape of them with his finger and then moved his hands down to her legs. Her skin was flawless and he felt so proud to have this woman
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