3 Chapter 3 - What?

I was hauled over his shoulder, and item causing the darkness was scratchy piece of cloth that was tightly wrapped around my head.

I felt like the most logical thing to do in that situation was well, what I did. I screamed, Kicking and punching crazily.

Most people would probably feel annoyed and pissed but he just laughed. Carrying me like I weighed a feather and my attacks were nothing but a breeze.

It felt Like that for me too. Punching and kicking with all my might but not getting so much as a grunt out of him.

"Let me go!", I screamed, "Where are you taking me?!", he didn't say a word and I couldn't help but feel like he was gonna flip my body over the edge of a balcony or something.

Finally he set me down, on a solid ground thankfully. I felt a breeze hit my face, making me assume that I was indeed going to be thrown of a balcony.

"Where?", I said just after his hands untied the thick and uncomfortable piece of cloth that covered my eyes.

My eyes widened as I took in what was in front of me.

"I-is that a m-milky way?", I pointed at the series of of colours that warped into eachother in utter beauty.

Damien laughed, "is that all you see?", his voice breathed on my ear, head placed on my shoulder as I beheld the sight in front of me.

It wasn't all I saw. In front of me was a whole galaxy, of what exactly I wasn't completely sure. But it wasn't ours or it didn't look like our galaxy.

The window in front of me was framing the image so perfectly and suddenly I felt that just maybe, maybe I was just dreaming this.

"This can't be real", I breathed out, my eyes still admiring the gorgeous sparkles in front of me.

"If I threw you out would you believe it then?", Damien chuckled at the joke. I however shivered, thinking that was originally his plan.

"Damien what is this? you kidnapped me and then-then this? maybe I'm just on some weird drug and this is all a Hallucination but can you please explain this to me?", I turned my head to look at him, heart almost stopping at how close our faces were.

"Oh I can explain .. but", he looked at my lips and then my red complexion. A smirk tugged at his lips, "you seem abit tense don't you think?", he teasingly said as he finally lifted his head away from my reddening complexion.

I awkwardly laughed as he went to sit on a couch behind us and that was when I finally took in were I was.

It was almost as if the world hauled up so many surprises trying to balance out my boring life by throwing them at me at once.

A giant room, lights were hung in differing wire lengths with bulbs shaped like rain drops and whatever effect the person who put them up was looking for they had captured it.

The floor was tiled with giant black plates and within the giant room solely sat two sofas, comfy and plush on a thick Mat.

A coffee table sat right in front. It was like a scene from a catalogue and even Damien who sat so confidently on the couch with his feet propped on the table made a perfect picture.

"Sit here", he almost commanded, hand casually patting the seat next to him and I complied because my curiosity needed to be cured.

"Do you like your new home?", he questioned smirking at me and my heart sank at the words.

"I already have a home Damien, I- I don't want any part of your revenge plan against my brother, ok?", I felt like I was choking, why did he have to do this? why couldn't he just wreck my brothers car or something. I'm pretty sure he loves it more than he loves me.

"This. Is. Your. Home", he pocked his finger on my forehead gently, as he said each word.

"No. It isn't and you know that", I sighed, we were getting off topic. I eyed the table in front of me and then finally decided to try again.

"Then please explain-", my words didn't leave my throat as I caught sight of his darkened expression.