Vibrator
[Part Twenty-Seven] Without Andy
I woke up to the doorbell ringing and I groaned as I sat up.
“I’ll get it, Andy,” I said and kissed his forehead before quickly going to my room and quickly putting on a pair of shorts and a tanktop. I quickly went down the stairs, rubbing my eyes and running my fingers through my messy hair before pulling open the door.
“(NAME),” said the middle aged man. What did he want again? Didn’t we tell him to leave last time?
“What? I was sleeping. I woke up to open the door for someone who was worth my time, not you,” I said, giving him a look of disgust. I saw his eyes run up and down my body, following my curves before his eyes met mine.
“I wanted to ask if you would come with me again.” He said and I scowled.
“I said I didn’t want to come with you. Anything else before I try to go back to sleep?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Yeah, is Andy asleep?” He asked and I nodded. What he did next I should have sawn coming. He pulled me close and closed the door, covering my mouth with his hand. I tried to scream and get out of his grip, but he kept on pulling me towards the car. Tortured sobs left my lips, only to be muffled by his large hand covering my only chance. He pushed me into his car and then climbed in also, locking the doors and starting to drive away. We drove for hours and I didn’t stop trying to get away. Andy would have no clue of where I would be. We finally arrived at his house and he got out, grabbing me and pulling me out of the car. He kept a tight grip on my arm, pulling me into the house. After that, he locked the door with a key and slipped it into his pocket.
“Now listen, you will not try to leave and you will not make any loud noises to try to get someone over here,” what he said came out as a growl, causing me to whimper. “Your room is upstairs, the second to the right.” He then left with the key. I saw that he had been planning to keep me with him, the windows having bars on them and there were no phones in sight. I walked up the stairs and into the room he said was mine, finding a bed and a dresser in there. I opened up the dresser and it was packed with clothes. He really was preparing even more than I planned. Or were these my mothers once? I took one glance around the room and broke out in a fit of sobs, leaning against the wall and sliding down it. I was going to be stuck here for god knows how long. With this terrible man. And without Andy.
Notes
im tireddd so shityy chapter.
ive actually been really happy these past few days so yay!!!
april fools i'm dying inside and all of my friends and family dont seem to notice how broken i am.
I loved it. Amazing story
8/19/16