A twisted little adventure...

---Adena's POV---

I turned over again, enjoying the serenity and warmth of my bed, the warm blankets hugging my long frame, my lengthened legs feeling like silk as they rubbed against eachother softly. I loved to sleep, even though I always made sure to get up early- why sleep through a perfectly good morning? In that moment it was only me and the warmth around me, my mind was free of worry and care. I didn't have a thing to worry about.

That's when I realised. This wasn't my bed at all. All the memories of yesterday evening came flooding back, leaving me shaking with dread. I pushed myself up to sit and take in the room around me.

What the fuck was going on?

I was situated in a deep purple room, with a fluffy looking dark blue carpet. But around me were four other beds, each one with a different colour sheet, but the same black pillows and duvets. Beside each bed was a basic chest of drawers they were all normal wood, but with the front of each drawer painted in the same colour as their sheets. But weirdest of all, as well as 4 girls, there was a fucking dog curled up in the corner of the room.

What's with all this matching colour bullshit? I looked around frantically and realised I was dressed in black boy shorts and a yellow vest.

The fuck?

Someone changed my clothes.
Suddenly panic struck me- what if they- I frantically patted around my body looking for any wounds or bruising, luckily, I didn't find any.
Relax, I would've been a lot sorer if they had done anything bad. Also, all the girls had been changed. We all wore black shorts and vests to match our sheets and draws.
(what the girls were wearing- http://www.polyvore.com/waking_up_outfits/set?id=139211464)

I stared blankly at my yellow sheet, not knowing what to do. Great, so we all had matching vests, beds and fucking chests of draws. How lovely. Still doesn't make it any better or less fucked that we had all been kidnapped.

We.

I preferred that to 'I was kidnapped'. At least I'm not alone. Right? One by one all these girls would wake up, notice we had been kidnapped by some colour co-ordinated psychopath. And we'd all be in the same situation. Maybe I'd finally make some friends. What a great conversation piece.
"oh so how did you meet?"
"this one time we got kidnapped and woke up in the same room."
Snap out of it Adena this is fucked up. You need to get out.

I wondered for a moment whether there as any significance to what colour we had. Well at least I got yellow, yellow goes well with my hair.
Congratulations Adena you just got kidnapped but you are still managing to be concerned about colours and your hair.

My eyes scanned the room. Against the opposite wall there were two beds, one coloured a deep navy blue, contrasting with the bright pink one beside it. I couldn't really see the girls in them, but didn't put much effort into trying to get a look at them, as I'm sure I'll find out about them soon enough. There was two other beds to the right of me. The girl immediately next to me was laying curled up on a green sheet, her short turquoise blue hair standing out shockingly on the black pillow. Her face looking so happy it was almost euphoric, a creepy contrast to her hunched and scared position. She looked high off her face. Maybe they drugged her? Maybe that's how she ended up here? I glanced over her to the next bed, a bleach blonde girl lay neatly on half of her bright red sheet, as though she is used to sleeping with someone beside her, she seemed content, and looked unaware there was anything wrong. I couldnt help wondering about these girls around me. Where were they from? How old were they? Most of all, how did they get here? It was strange how throughout looking at these girls, and thinking about what was going on the feelings of dread had been replaced. Now I felt almost... Excited?
Snap out of it Adena. K I D N A P P E D. You shouldn't be excited.

I heard shuffling on the opposite side of the room, followed by a gasp.
"Buddy?" I heard someone call. Suddenly, the dog that had been curled up in the corner, leaped up and jumped onto the pink bed, a medium sized, skinny girl with mid length brown hair suddenly shot up and buried her head in the dogs long fur.
"At least I still have you Buddy." she whispered. So a pretty girl who loves her dog like her best friend. Pretty much the biggest superficial stereotype of girls.
"uhm. Hey." I murmured cautiously.
"Hey!" the girl replied with a smile. A smile that quickly meted from here face when the situation properly dawned on her. "I can't believe this is happening." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Nor can I." I replied "I don't think anyone can."
There was a silence then. A silence deep and empty. A silence that reflected just how hopeless our situation really was.
"I'm Katie by the way." the girl smiled again, obviously puttingnt on an extra effort to be positive "and this is Buddy!" she continued, referring to the big dog still sitting across her bed.
"Adena." I replied "Adena Little, even though I'm 6' 1" ironic, right?"
She laughed slightly "I'd love to be 6' 1". You don't get many girls that tall, do you? Interesting name, too." "Thanks." I smiled "it means fire."
"I have a boring name." Katie replied. Not exactly disagreeing with her there. I loved my name, to me anything compared with it seemed dull.
"Hey but how come you got to bring a pet with you. I didn't know the as pets allowed on the kidnap." I tried to make a joke, but it came out odd and flat with the shear reality of the situation.
"Well I was walking him when I got taken." she murmured, obviously not wanting to go in to much detail. "Christian. The mans name was. That's it, Christian. The man who brought us here's name is Christian."
"I sort of had a feeling there was more than one man. How can one guy kidnap five people in one night. And like- what state were you taken from?"
"Minnesota, you?"
"Oregon. So there's no way it was the same guy."
"What fucking state are we even in." Katie cried, suddenly getting panicky "who's to say we are even in the US!"
"What?" a voice from the dark blue bed groaned "what's happening."
"I was chloroformed, I have no idea of how long my journey was, or what I went on to get here." I admitted.
"What's going on." the girl in the blue bed whimpered. She sounded very young and scared.
"Hey, it's okay." Katie said to her, "we're all in this together. We can work out what's going on and escape together."

Yeah. Great idea Katie. You say that like its going to be simple. You say that as though its 1+1. But how is this really going to be? Something tells me this could be some fucking ride.

Notes

EeeekEeeee feeling very pumped about this story so a big thanks to everyone supporting me with it! Probably wont have as many updates next week but i promise at least one a week<3
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING HAVE A GOOD DAY~ Ghost