*A/N: I have put Tomorrow's Promises on hold.
IceBreaker (Brielle) and I talked on facebook and as I talked
about this story more and more, I had to write it. This is
different than any of my stories. This is dark, darker than
You're Mine Now. Hope you will enjoy! I have character
Why Are You Doing This to
Mom is on her second 12-pack of Bud Light. It's Friday night, she
always drank this much. She has some man over that I never met,
also a normal Friday night thing. I can hear Alice Cooper blaring
out of the stereo and mom hooting and hollering and having a good
time. I tried covering my ears with my pillow, but with no
success, she got louder. "HEY BABY, COME OVER HERE AND GIVE ME A
KISS!" Mom screamed and I can hear her moan. Fuck this shit, I
cannot stand this anymore! I am nineteen, I can do whatever I
want to. I will just go to a friends house and stay there for a
while, get out of this place. I threw the covers off of me and
grabbed a pair of jeans, a sweater and my knee high boots. I put
them on and started to throw everything into a carry-on bag. When
the last thing went into my bag, I looked over at my art easel
and sighed. I will buy another one soon whenever I get the money.
I was in a middle of a painting right now, but it will have to
wait, I will start over on it. I threw the carry-on over my
shoulders and I walked out of my bedroom door and I can hear my
mom make out or fucking the strange man. "Oh baby, I got to have
you!" the man said and mom giggled. I made it to the living room
and mom and the man is against the bar and their lips are
attacking each others. I rolled my eyes and walked out the front
door. What a mother she is, she should have wondered who had
left, but she didn't check. I looked through the window and she
grabbed the man's hand and ran to her bedroom.
It is snowing out here and it's so cold. I pulled my coat tighter
around me and began to walk down the sidewalk. I miss my home in
Twin Lakes, Washington. I hate it here in Tacoma. It's big and
noisy and mom can do all the drinking she wants. I never knew my
father, hell, she doesn't even know who my father is! Hate to say
it but my mom is a bar whore. I stuffed my blonde hair deeper
into my ski hat and walked more down the street, there is hardly
any cars out since it's Friday. I heard a car pull up beside me
and the lights are flashing. I waved my hand at them to keep
going, I don't need a ride. The lights flashed again and I turned
around to talk to the person and the only thing I seen is a white
cloth and it smelled funny as it covered my mouth and nose. The
last thing I heard is this sexy male voice saying, "I am so
I woke up feeling very warm, warmer than I was when I was
outside. I jumped up and there is a fire going in a fireplace. I
looked down and I am in the same clothes that I was in, but my
boots are off. I looked down at the bed and it's a rich red in
color and the material is satin. I stood up and I looked around.
Where the fuck am I? I don't recognize this place at all! The
doors opened and a blonde man came in and he looks very angry.
"Fuck, I told you that you didn't put enough chloroform on the
rag, Brent!" The guy said and a dark headed guy came in and shook
"If I put more on it, she would have probably got killed!" The
other guy said and they both looked at me.
"Who are you? What do you want from me?" I said and the both
walked over so I can see them. The blonde man is very muscular
and he has light green eyes. The dark haired one has black hair
and it's very sleek and he also has light green eyes and he is
slightly older than the blonde one.
"Claire, you are at Blake's mansion in Seattle. You are safe
here, I am Brent Scott and this is my younger brother, Blake
Scott," The dark headed one said and I shook my head. Seattle? I
am about an hour away from home!
"Whatever you want, I will do it and I won't go to the police,
just let me go!" I don't want to cry right now, it will show
these two very good looking men that I am weak, and I am not
"You are not going anywhere, Claire Opeth, you are staying here
with us!" Blake said and ran pass them. I heard Blake curse and I
ran down the huge stair case and I finally seen that I am in a
HUGE mansion! I finally made it to the front double doors and I
grabbed the handle and it's locked. Fuck! I looked up and Blake
and Brent are running down the stairs and I ran again, to some
place I can hide. I ran to a library with a billiard table and
into a closet. I closed the door and sat there, covering my
mouth. "Where did she go?" Sounded like Brent, and he sounds more
worried than angry.
"When I find that little bitch, she will pay for this!" Blake
said and he sounds very mad.
"You are not going to touch her!" Brent said and Blake
"Remember the deal? You get to have your little fun and I get to
have my little fun with her." They both got plans for me, oh God!
I got highly uncomfortable and moved my feet, but I knocked over
something which made a loud racket. The doors swung open and the
two men looked down at me and I began to cry. "Please don't hurt
me, please!" I said and I am so mad at myself for
"Oh baby, I will do much more than hurt you!" Blake said and he
grabbed my arm and began to drag me.
"Blake, you promised, you will not fuck her until she's been here
for three days!" Brent said and I fell to the ground as he let
"Fine, I will find my own release!" Blake said as he stumped off.
Brent kneeled down and helped me up. I can see it now, Brent is
going to be the caring one, and Blake is going to be the rude and
"I am so sorry, Claire. Want me to help you get comfortable and
go to bed?" Brent said and he ran his fingers though my blonde
waves. I jerked away and gave him a questionable
"Look, I can take care of myself. Don't touch me! Just take me to
my room, looks like I have to stay here for a while," I said and
"Oh it's more than a while!" I didn't bother asking anymore
questions. I am a victim of kidnapping, and no way out. I need to
do a little investigation tomorrow.
The sun is beaming through the expensive curtains and I stretched
my arms and lay my hand down on the blanket. The satin cover, I
am still in my kidnappers house. I jerked the covers up and I
looked up and Blake, the blonde guy, is staring down at me. He
has this…evil glare that makes my heart race. "Good morning,
ready for breakfast?" Blake asked me and crossed his arms across
his muscular chest.
"I am not hungry, I want to go home!" I whined and he
"You want to go back to your alcoholic whore of a mother? We're
you running away when we grabbed you?"
"That's what I thought. Listen, you have two roles here. You are
going to be my little toy, giving me everything I want and need.
Brent, I don't know what he wants from you, but he has plans for
you too. If you don't want to get hurt around me, you better
listen and follow through without argument…got it? I would have
fucked you so hard last night, but I did promise I will not fuck
you until day three." I swallowed loud and closed my eyes and
nodded to agree slowly. I have to listen to Blake and do whatever
Brent has planned for me, until I can plot my escape. "That's a
good girl. Now, have you been kissed or fucked or been touched?"
Oh fuck, he might hurt me! I am a virgin and I only kissed two
guys in my nineteen years of life.
"I kissed before, but never had sex or been touched," I mumbled
and he smiled really big.
"This should be fun. You will eat breakfast, Mary, my
housekeeper, made breakfast and wear this…" he threw two pieces
of fabric, barely any fabric really. He left the room and I
sighed as I put them on. It's black lace and it's a bra that
barely can contain my breast and lacy boy short underwear that
barely covered my pubic area. I went to the mirror and looked at
myself. I am pale, I look terrified, just the way I feel. What am
I going to do?