Chapter 5 I want you

Freda POV's I slowly opened my eyes, and I hissed because of the banging headache I felt. I stared around and I was surprised to be in a strange room, with no idea on where I was. I immediately panicked and I tried to remember what had happened. Then I recalled leaving the my room to get sanitary pads. My memory was hazy, but there was a car, and a man, and then... nothing. The realization hit me like a freight train. I had been kidnapped, and it was none other than the man I met at the clubhouse. My heart was pounding in my chest as I climbed out of the bed and walked towards the door.

I reached for the handle, and turned it slowly. My hands were shaking, and I felt like I was going to faint. But when I opened the door, I was surprised to find that it was unlocked. I walked out heading to the hallway, my mind racing. What should I do? Should I run? Should I stay and try to figure out what was going on? I didn't know what to do. I started to run down the hallway, my mind a whirl of panic and fear, even though I didn't know where I was running to, I just wanted to escape, but as I turned the corner, I crashed into someone, sending me stumbling back, but I was immediately caught by him. When I looked up, I saw that it was the man from the night. He looked at me, a sly smile on his face. "Where do you think you're running to, little girl?" he said, his voice low and menacing. I felt my heart start to pound again, and I tried to find the words to speak. But all I could do was tremble in terror. "Why did you bring me here?" I couldn't help but asked and he smiled, touching a strand of hair. "Because I want you," He asked and I stared at him confusedly. I didn't expect such response from him. "You want me?" I asked and he nodded, which made me scoff. "Ever since the night we both had sex, I just want to hold and fuck you every single day," He said and my face immediately changed to that of anger. "How dare he!" "Look Mister, what happened that night was a mistake. I'm not a callgirl, nor a slut you'd say this rubbish too. Let me go else I'd..." "Else what!" He cut me off, literally asking me to do my worst. "I'd call the cops, this is kidnapping. You could be jailed for this," I replied, expecting him to be scared but he burst out laughing hilariously. "The cops? I'm the law! I get whatever I want. The same goes for you," He replied and I hissed loudly, trying to get away from him but he quickly grabbed me like a piece of paper and flung me onto his shoulder. "What the hell are you doing? Let me go!" I yelled and hit him on his back but he didn't budge until he took me back to the room I once ran away from. "You're staying here! Stop pissing me off!" He said sounding annoyed and I scoffed. "You don't want me to piss you off right? Then let me out of here. Don't you get it?" I half yelled and he immediately grabbed me by my neck. "You should have thought about that before fucking me!" He half yelled, grabbing my neck tightly, while I struggled to break free. "Leave me alone!" I yelled and a reverberating slap followed it landed on his face, and he immediately freed me. He raised up his hands to hit me, but then he kept to down. "You'd pay for this little girl, but not in this way," He stated and he gave me this lustful expression which made me realize what he meant. "You wouldn't do that would you?" I asked but he kept quiet with his eyes ravishing every part of my body. I know I've once had sex it him, but that happened because I was hurt and drunk. Not that he's trying to force himself on me. "I'll have you either way. You can't stop me, but seeing your reaction, I want to make it more fun," He giggled and I could only look at him wondering if he was okay upstairs. "I want you to fall in love with me, that's the only way you'd give yourself to me willingly," He stated and I laughed, amused by the rubbish he just said. "Love you? You're sick. Jake is the only man I've ever loved, and he'd remain the last," I stated with finally, and he glared at me but he suddenly smirked. "You don't know what I'm capable of little girl, the more you keep on saying trash to me, everyone around you would suffer for it," He said and my eyes widened, but i suddenly smirked. He took only me right? Definitely Miranda would be safe. "Who are you thinking about? Miranda? She's probably been locked up right now," He said and I immediately stood up, holding him by his trouser. "Where is Miranda? What have you done to her?" I screamed angrily, but deep down I was scared to my guts. "I did nothing to her, you did! She's just in the dungeon, paying the price for the slap you gave me, and also for the way you spoke to me," He replied plainly and I stood up in frustration, but I wasn't falling for his tricks. "You're sick!" I yelled. "Oh yeah, I'm a psychopath, that's why I'm doing this to your friend!" He half yelled and he shoved his phone in my hand. I stared at the phone only to to see Miranda chained to the wall, with some men flogging her from behind. She was looking so tired as she cried her eyes out. "Stop it! Please tell them to stop!" I screamed in tears, my heart broke at the sight of this, I couldn't just sit down and watch Miranda suffer in my stead. She was my lifeline and my only supporter. "What do you want? You want this?" I asked in tears, and I started undressing myself, but he immediately grabbed my hands. "Like I said before, I want to have you when you're willing," He said but I could only nod even when I knew that would never happen, even for a lifetime. "I want you to stay here with me and never throw tantrums of try to escape," He said while staring into my eyes, at that moment I felt like stabbing him to death, but I knew I would only get Miranda killed. "I'll do whatever you want," I replied and he smiled. "That's my little girl," He replied, but the whole thought that filled my head was the thought of killing him for what he did to Miranda. "I will kill you!" I mumbled, deep hatred etched in each words. But that seem to be a mistake as the room suddenly turned gloomy and his next words got me shivering. He wouldn't do that, would he?