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Am I dead?
Or am I alive?
I can't see anything, everything is black around me. My head is spinning in circles and my breath was short too to think of anything else
Maybe my face was covered and my hands are crushed too in a rope.
I was only capable to hear what was transpiring around me, and I have no idea why I am believing that I am in major trouble.
Trouble is not just a small word to comprehend my feeling, I am in big trouble because I have no idea where am I
I remember was about to go to my house to meet my mother so can we run away from this good for nothing state which only gave me horrible memories, which only made me more miserable in all the scenarios.
I was about to leave New York to go to Alaska where no one can find me as I decline to be just another girl to blame Jensen and I decline to be a pawn of John Stewart.
However, I didn't understand who took me here in my numbness.
I wasn't able to see anything, wasn't able to find if I was in a cold dark abandoned room or I was outside of the country area.
My heart was about to explode when I felt something on my leg.
A touch, I felt cold fingertips on my right leg, this stupid dress creating me more numb,
"Ashley," and then I heard a whisper.
I remember Mr Jensen's face, his eyes the way he was glancing at me as he wanted to say something else but he was holding himself back for some mournful reasons. I was with him and then suddenly I got kidnapped, perhaps I got kidnapped by someone else, not by Mr Jensen.
However, who the hell kidnapped me? What could be the reason for kidnaping me and straddling me here in an abandoned place where I can't see a thing?
Is there any enemy in Mr Jensen's life Besides John Stewart?
Oh!!! John Stewart!
Did he?? Did he manage to kidnap me?
But why?
What's wrong with him?
I need to know right now!
"You bastard! Leave me! I tried to scream, I tried to scream so hard but there was barely a voice.
" leave me! Leave me! The fucking leave me!" I stomped my leg and started shouting, I shouted and shouted and this went on for hours but sadly no result came for my screaming.
"Ashley darling relax don't need to panic!" I heard a voice, dangerous yet familiar erupting in my ears.
And then in a second, the cloth which was on my face was not here anymore. The shield has been removed and the light entered my vision making me almost blind as resisting its power in my eyes.
Then my eyes landed on a man, his back was at my side, a man in a brown coat with his tall and lean figure holding a glass of champagne as he was enjoying my condition of getting drenched.
He was conversing with some over a cellphone, my head was spinning, my eyes were half-opened, half-closed, and I was losing my senses as someone injected something in my blood to make me mad.
And then he moved, I knew I was making assumptions thus I had no idea of the future.
Sometimes life plays a game it gives you all the reasons to banish in hell then it gives all the assumptions to create a hell for yourself.
I knew somehow that a man who can use my mother for his good for nothing game can do anything and here he is in all his glory, with a smirk on his face, holding a glaze of champagne he was enjoying my vulnerable state of being a prison under his guidance.
A monster is always a monster, he cannot become a hero even if he tried to do so, because his heart is made up of charcoal it is all black.
And why the hell did he take me here? What's in his mind?
If he wants to avenge Mr Jensen the father of Blake Jensen then why can't he go straight to him and ask for his right, why didn't he give him his name and accepted him as his child, why he was ashamed to do it? When he was not embarrassed in her affair?
And why can not he go straight to blake Jensen? As a man as he pretends to be? Why is he so anxious to face him hastily?
He took a step while thrusting all the liquid into his throat, his eyes were damp, making me almost lose my compassion for the state.
A chuckle erupted and then his eyes twinkled for a second, I realised it was almost midnight, the small window at the wall was giving me some hope of living as the moonlight entered my vision.
My heart was pumping too fast whenever he was taking a step to reach near to me.
And I thought for a second that I will not live anymore when he came too close to my body,
My lips were quivering from the horror, he placed his index finger on my lips when his right hand was just above my knees.
"Shhhhh..."
My hands were still clasped in a tight knot of rope.
And then his touch went further. He clasped just right above my right thigh, making me burn in anger.
"What do you want?????? I thought you are a nice person?" I blurted out, I added the last line to let him know that I don't know anything about his past and present.
To let him know that Blake didn't convey to me anything to let him know that I don't know what he was hiding for years.
"I told you to wait for me, but you didn't. Tell me again where were you?"
His eyes were red as bloodshot and for the first time in my life, I am anxious from inside to see a man in this state so near to me.
"I was at my home," I blurted out without looking at him, my eyes were closed perhaps this is the only way to erase him from my mind.
"Do not lie to me, Ashley," this thumb stroked my lower lip and his right hand was on my waist now trailing from to my ankles.
"I am not lying, and by the way, it's none of your business, so it would be good if you leave me now!"
I was too furious at his presence near to me, I wish I could kill him for using my mother to kidnap me and for trying to kill blake.
"I know you met Blake Jensen,"
What? How did he know? Is he a secret agent who knows everything or does he have a third eye to explore the world, how the hell does he knows?
"So what? Can't I? It's my life I can do whatever you want!" I did a counter-attack with venom in my tone.
I wish I could slap him hard on his face so that he can never forget what he was trying to do is hurting me.
"You can do it, but Blake Jensen can't!"
He huskily whispered to my earlobe as he was just about to suck it. When his one hand was on my thighs his other one was on my waist.
What the hell is he doing?
I can't even kick him, my legs just kike my hands are clasped in a tight knot of the robe.
And then he crossed his limits, he sucked my earlobe making me cry in horror.
What the hell is doing? doesn't he knows touching someone without consent is a crime, a cruel one.
"What are you doing John? Don't you have a mother or sister in your home? Don't you know to touch someone without consent is a crime?"
"Don't bring my mother into this and besides that, I am only taking what rightfully belongs to me,"
"What??? Have you lost your mind? I am not an object to belong to someone you bastard!
" Relax darling! I will leave blake Jensen in shred by making you mine," and with that, he almost ripped my dress.