An hour or so later, I'm sat down on their sofa with a blanket over me and the TV turned on. I had been left alone for a good hour or so now, and I've been waiting in anticipation ever since.

It's extremely hot in this room, and I don't know how much longer I will be able to take it. My body feels like it's burning- craving something. What? I don't have a clue.

I'm in a very comfy circular style couch, and for the past hour or so I've been hearing distant howls in the air.

After I had hugged who I now know as Elissa, I had felt myself grow tired, and my eyes closing by themselves. I was placed down onto a comfy surface, that which I now know as the couch.

I then snapped my eyes back open, finding myself no longer alone in the room, the same girl- Elissa, sat next to me, a bottle of water in one hand and a small plate with what looked like pasta inside the other.

"Oh good, your awake!" She beams, smiling at me before continuing, "how are you feeling? Are you comfy?"

Her voice sounded curios, along with concern. She was no longer laughing at my misfortune- smacking my face off the door, and sounded genuinely worried.

I swallow harshly, my throat burning with thirst. She seems to notice, and gently holds out the straw to my lips. I cautiously accept it, allowing the liquid to flow into my mouth.

After I drank it all, I pull myself away from her, pushing myself backwards. "Why Am I here? What happened to- oh god! My friends, they must be worried off there minds! Let me go, I don't want to be here!"

I quickly stand up from the couch, about to make a run for the nearest door, before she grabs a hold of me, pulling me back down. I try to resist it, but she is very strong.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, he will always find you." She starts, wrapping her right arm around my waist. "Your friends are completely fine, you don't need to worry, Luna. As for why your here, I'm sure you will be told later; but to put it simply- your his."

When I look at her, I can see the happiness in her eyes, and the look of truth as she speaks of my friends. "B-but, what about Lucinda? Or willow? And I do not belong to anyone!"

She chuckes at this, leaning down to pick up the plate of pasta she had in her hands from earlier. "Now, eat. I'm sure you must be starving."

She holds out the fork for me, pushing it up to my lips. I give her a 'I don't trust you' look, and she replies to it by eating a mouthful and smiling.

I sigh and take the fork along with the bowl from her, deciding that there would be no point in them poisoning it as there must be some actual reason as to why I'm here.

About 7 minutes of silence later, I'm full- even though there is half of the bowl left. "Are you done?"

I nod, and pass her the bowl, impatiently waiting for her to explain a proper reason to me being here.

"So, are you going to tell me why I woke up here, or what?" I ask, trying my hardest to glare at her.

She seems to go unfazed by my death glare, and holds her smile on her face. She places the bowl in between her legs before she brings a finger up to the right side of her mouth, looking at me.

"Think of it like this, if you suddenly found out that your missing wife was spotted, you would go find her and never let her go again, correct?"

I don't understand where she is going with this, but hesitantly nod my head along anyway. "That's how it is with you. Now he's found you, he's never going to let you go. Understood, yes?"

"But why? I don't fucking get it. Why me? I do not want to be here and if you think I'm going to comply with your stupid-ass rules of me being here you've got another thing coming!"

I stand up, pausing for a moment. "This is fucking kidnapping, do you think anyone in their right mind would want to stay in such a place? Oh for fuck sake, why can't I just mind my own business? So fucking stupid."

I utter the last part to myself, biting the inside of my lip. I can tell Ellisa is about to speak, but I cut her off with a grunt as a sharp pain pierces through the skin surrounding my heart, my knees going and suddenly I'm on the floor.

She rushes over to me, trying to help me off my knees but I don't let her. I don't know what exactly I want, but I know that I do not want her.

"It's alright, you'll be okay. Look at me, try to breathe, okay? Like this," she brings my hand up to her heart as she crouches down besides me, breathing in and out, trying to get me to Mimic it.

The pain only seems to get worse, and I let out an involuntary whimper, my eyes struggling to stay open.

I hear the door slam open, and I'm roughly ripped out of her hold. A fucking amazing smell surrounds me, and I reach forward, trying to get a hold on it.

"It's alright, sweetheart. I'm here." A deep voice sounds, warm arms wrapping around me.

My eyes fall shut once more, another whimper escaping my lips.

"Sleep." The voice commands, and I obey, letting myself drift away. 'Yep, they definitely drugged me.'

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