Chapter 40
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"It's time for you to sleep now, kitten." He purrs and before I could react anymore a gust of smoky clouds was sprayed into my face blocking my sight. I refrained myself from inhaling the deadly gas. My cheeks blowing up like a pufferfish, my nostrils blocking of their entrance letting no particles pass through and my eyes clamping shut.
I tried in a sad attempt to reach for the driver's seat door, but like the snake he was Mr. Moore snaked his arms around me, caging me in his steel embrace.
"It's okay baby girl, no need to be scared. I got you." He crooned sweetly in my ear as he was stroking my back attentively with his big hand. His warmth seeping through my back smashing the last bit of my will power to hold on.
I moaned and grunted as I could feel my limit approaching me. My face turning scarlet red at the lack of oxygen, my lungs shriveling up. I tried to wiggle myself out of his impeccable hold, scratching him, pinching him anything that could make him loosen his hold.
"That tickles baby." He chuckled.
'Motherfucker!'
I could feel my eyelids starting to feel heavy, my mind finding it difficult to keep a hold on to reality. My consciousness fading in and out. I couldn't do this anymore no matter what I do the result would be the same. I've lost.
A lone tear trickled down my cheek as I threw the towel in the ring taking a big gulp of drugged air; filling my lungs and entering my bloodstream.
The chemicals worked instantly. Everything started to get distorted, my limbs felt like heavy weight and the drowsiness started to cloud my mind.
"That's it baby girl, breath." His whisper sounded like a lullaby and his breathing was rhythmical, bringing me even further from reality.
"I love you, baby girl." His deep mellow voice was faint. I could feel myself slowly slip away in a deep slumber everything fading to black.
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I gasped breathing for air as I rose up from my deep slumber. My body was drenched in cold sweat as if I woke up from a nightmare. I reached out for my throat, it was parched, making it difficult for me to swallow.
"I'm thirsty." I mumbled still somewhat drowsy finding it difficult to totally grasp the situation. I glanced slowly around and I noticed that no matter where I looked it was pitch black.
'is it still night?' I thought until I could feel a soft sensation around my eyes. I slowly traced over it with my fingers trying to identify the strange object. On the back of my I head I could feel a knot.
"Am I blindfolded?" I questioned myself.
As I slowly became more aware of my surroundings I could smell a foul smell. With my thumb and index finger I quickly pinched my nose shut not wanting to hurl. "Ugh, it smiles like dead roadkill here. Where am I?" I groaned.
Moving my legs I could feel something soft under my sprained ankle. I'm guessing that it was a pillow; a pillow that was placed by my kidnapper.
"He sure knows how to treat a lady." I grumbled sarcastic.
I tried slowly to maneuver myself in to a crawling position, inching slowly forward, letting my handcuffed hands roam around.
'Knowing Mr. Moore, he may know how long it would take for me to wake up, so I have to make a haste.' I kept roaming around searching for the exit until I could hear a squelching sound followed by a wet sensation under the palm of my hands.
"What the fuck…?" I started to wave my hands around hoping to get rid of the mysterious liquid.
A creaking sound of a door could be heard, causing me to jolt up in surprise.
"I see that you're awak-SHIT!" His voice boomed. The heavy footsteps of my captor made the floor shake as he was running up to me. He whisked me in his arms crushing me against his hard-broad chest.
"I should have known that my kitten can't stay in one place. Thank god you didn't take another cute crawl you almost tainted yourself." He said relieved as he wiped my hand clean with some soft fabric.
"It smells like roadkill here." I said voicing my opinion.
He let out a strangled cough. "Yeah, sorry for that. This was supposed to be a temporally room until I finished preparing the other rooms. Let's get you out of here." I could feel that were moving and from the sound of the closing door I could tell that we were no longer inside that room.
'What was that room?' Is what I wanted to ask, but something in me tells me not to, fearing that the answer may traumatize me forever.
He puts me slowly down so that I can carefully place my feet.
"Stay still, okay?" He commanded.
I was hesitant to comply, thinking that I should just take this chance to clock him out or something, but against better judgment I decided not to and slowly gave a nod.
I could hear him smile and a few seconds later a clattering sound could be heard and my wrist that had to act like conjoined twins were finally free.
I was confused to why he suddenly decided to free my hands.
"Don't move yet." He directed.
I frowned and started to feel uncomfortable. Why can't I move yet? Is he going to do something to me? Has he finally decided that I wasn't worth keeping and to just kill me?
I could feel a pair of hands grazing my neck. My throat started to clamp up and I could envision how he would choke me to death, heightening the fear and worry.
Wanting to stay alive for even a second I decided to go against his order and ran away. "You can't tell me what to do!" I yelled and thought that I was finally safe, but that feeling of assurance was short lived when my face made a sudden impact with the hard-concrete wall. Falling hard backwards on my butt I let out some thin sharp air through the slit of my teeth, hissing from the pain as I was clutching on my nose who had suffered the most damage.
My captor's guffaws could be heard loud and clearly and even though his laughter send some unexplainable tingles throughout my body I couldn't help but grumble angerly.
"I only wanted…to remove the blindfold." He said between stifles trying hard to repress his laughter as I could feel him untying the knot. The moment the blindfold was removed my eyes were squinted and they had to blink a few times to get adjusted to the bright lit up room that they were exposed to.
Slowly I turned around to meet my stalker's face. His eyes brimmed with tears from his hysterical laughter the corner of his eyes were crinkled up and his smile broke out in an even wider one exposing the cute dimples that I never had noticed before.
"Good morning beautiful."
