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Before It Struck Midnight

*Read at your own risk* (I have warned you!) *Steamy scenes ahead!!* This story has some heavy scenes, I have warned you in advance. If you want to read the story but skip the heavy parts, I will tell you when the heavy parts will happen prior to the chapter because... I got you boo, I got you.. There will be some strong, mature scenes, but no worries, I am here for you all and I will warn you in advance of a steamy scene. Don't report (I mean, I am warning you now about mature content, don't be surprised! Also if you ignore this... it is kinda your fault, not mine...) as I have spent SO MUCH TIME ON THIS. And if you just want to troll since you have nothing else to do... just don't do it. I have given in so much sweat and effort into this and I don't want a group of people who are bored out of their minds to ruin it for me. If it turns out that you don't like this book then feel free to read my other books that I have written. *WARNING FOR MATURE CONTENT IN CASE IF YOU MISSED MY LAST WARNINGS* Other than that, I hope you will enjoy reading this! *This book contains explicit content* *EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK* I stared at him, cooking and whistling, something that I could not do, or should I say, didn't want to do. I decided to move away and try to find an exit but I didn't even take a step back when I heard his voice. "Princess? Is that you?" I saw him raise his head before shooting his eyes onto me. The sudden gaze caused to heart to race while it froze my body, as if I have turned into ice. I felt the fear engulf my body, eating me inside out. "You aren't scared of me... Are you?" he asked me, I sensed the envy in his voice. That mixed with his harsh tone caused a wave of goosebumps to course through my body. I wanted to begin by asking him where was I? Why was I here? Why was he here... I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't, the fear was just all too much for me. "Come on... Speak to me... Ask me..." he began. "Ask me "why am I here" and all of that crap... Entertain me with your fear." I saw him slowly gripping a knife that was on the countertop, with his eyes still on mine. The sides of his mouth slowly began tilting upwards. All the bitterness and the cold, it was all so visible in his eyes. I looked at his in horror, noticing him as he took his first small steps towards me. "Talk to me... Because this might be the last time you will ever talk, " he said this sentence in such a calm tone, it caused me once again to shiver with goosebumps. "W-what do you mean...". Never in my life have I stuttered, until then. "What I mean is..." he began before abruptly stopping, until then, he never took his eyes off me. The next thing I knew, he full-on charged towards me. I heard chairs crashing down while I turned around, and just as I was about to run, I felt him grab me by my wrist, before he yanked me, as a result, I crashed straight into his chest. My hands were on his big, broad chest right before he turned me around so that my shoulder were now against his pecks. Till then, I figured that this was probably just one of my many wicked nightmare until I felt the blade ,from that knife he picked up, rest on my neck. As if it was an instinct, I grabbed his arm that was resting on my chest with my two small hands. In the same time tried to push my head back and away from the knife but it is near impossible as there is no space for me to move any further against his hard pecks. Next, I hitched for air when I felt his breath, as it warmed my skin. "Trust me... don't you dare, for second, think that I will hesitate to hurt you, because I will if you disobey me..."

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Chapter Four - Walking Up In A Foreign Place.

I heard the sound of the engine slowly become louder, I began to regain my consciousness. It didn't take long before my head got hit by another pulsating headache, as my dizziness returned, but both soon began to calm down.

I looked around me with my eyes, I couldn't turn my head for some reason, soon I realised that I am in a vehicle. Thinking that Britney and Brendan might have picked me up from where I have passed out. I decided to call out their names, but I only have the power to call out one. "B-Brit-ney?..." I called out, barely able to speak, I could hear how croaky my voice sounded. I could still smell and taste the remnants of the alcoholic barf that I threw up earlier along with heartburn slowly showing its presence in my throat. I never wanted to get that drunk again.

I waited for a reply, I hoped for more than anything to hear Britney's voice. Besides we, by we I mean Britney, Brendan and I are in her car, heading to her house. Moments passed before I was proven wrong.

"It is just you and me... Princess..."

I heard a strangely familiar voice reply, it was not Britney's nor Brendan's voice, that was what made me feel scared. I did know who this person is, I tried to think of who this person could be but my concentration was overpowered by my tiredness.

"Sleep Princess, sleep..." he said to me, and I obliged to his command.

Under normal day circumstances, I would panic, I would try to find a way out, I would most likely shit my pants, but this time... this time, everything was different. I was too tired to even keep my eyelids open. I felt my eyelids close again as the worries in my head slowly drifted off. I laid my head back before shutting my eyelids, fully. Now I knew for a fact that there was no escape for me, nor did I care. All I wanted was to sleep, and sleep is what I got...

*a few hours later*

It seemed like minutes have passed before I woke up again, but I knew for a fact that hours have passed.

I woke up... No... I abruptly jumped awake as a loud bang of a nearby lightning strike suddenly caused me to regain my full consciousness. Once I was fully awake, fully conscious of my surroundings, I find myself in this... Stoned room, it seemed very old-styled, like those medieval castles that we would see in the history books when you were to learn about castles in school. Yeah, it reminded me of that.

I also realised that the room was dimly lighted by a candle lantern as it gently swung in the light breeze that came from the lighting storm outside.

I looked to my head left and I could see the dark sky light up with every passing moment by lightning outside along with the thunder and lightning, I heard the howls of the wind mixed with the drops of rain hitting off different surfaces outside, as it gradually became louder.

Minutes pass before I stood up, quickly I lean against a wall while I waited for my numb legs to wake up. Once I got full control of my legs, I made my way around my room. I looked for any way out, I instantly noticed a door, but it will be logical for them to be locked, I rolled my eyes at my rational thinking...

Minutes pass and I could not find a way so that I can escape, so I turn myself back to the door, I guess it is my only choice, eh? So I gave it benefit over doubt, but I can feel myself become nervous. With every step I took, heading to the door, I grew more nervous. I reached the door in what seemed like minutes, when in fact it took me only a matter of seconds.

I began to reach my hand out to the door but I suddenly stop halfway, I pray to God that the door is unlocked. I just want to get out of where ever I am, I want to go home, to go to my mother and father. I want to see Britney and Brendan again... To hug them... Tears start to build up in my eyes as my hand come into contact with the handle.

"Please God... Please..." I pray under my breath. I can feel my voice quiver as a tear slides down my left cheek. I tightened my grip on the door handle, before closing my eyes, as I prayed one last time.

"I just want to get out of here..." I mutter under my breath before I straighten up... I take in a deep breath before I pull the door handle towards me...

Nothing.

I felt all my hope drain out of me like there was a hole in my body somewhere, as all my hope gushed out of me.

I pulled again... Then again... Again... And again before giving up.

I closed my eyes as I tried and forced myself to accept that this is my fate... That this is how my life will end, but all I felt was rage and anger build up inside of me through all the tears that rushed down my cheeks.

I clenched my hands into fists before I looking up at the door.

I closed my eyes as embracing the anger I felt in me until it reached its maximum.

Without a thought exchanged, as if it was a natural reflex, I raise my fists and I swung them, fueled by my rage and anger, towards the door. Within milliseconds, my fists come into contact with the wooden door. What I thought was me just hitting the door to let out my anger and rage caused the door to burst wide open, I tried to stay upstanding, but I trip and fall to my knees. In the same time, bright light followed by a very loud bang sounded. It was louder than my hit so no one would have thought something happened. I quick look up to the sound of glass bits hitting and ringing above me on a chandelier. I heard a howl of the wind as it approached me, as it got louder before it crashed into me.

Seconds pass when I stood up on to my legs, but I instantly felt the pain from the fall as it lingered on both my knees and elbows. I began walking to try and wear off the pain.

I walked down the huge hallway and I kept on walking... and walking... and walking down this hallway that never seemed to end. I suddenly came across a door that was open wide, without thinking, my eyes drifted and briefly examined the room by its entrance. It had a bed, it looked just like mine, but smaller.

Instantly a thought raced through my head.

"Is this some type of a fucking prison?"

The lightheadedness came back, but just slightly. As my head kept in annoying me, my legs carried on walking down the hallway. I walked by a left turn before reaching what looked to be the main door. Upon closer inspection, I noticed the door creaked open, I try not to let my hopes get the best of me. I took a few more steps towards the door before I placed the palms of my hands against it as I begin to push. I feel my hope of escape rise as I can hear the creaks of the door as it began opening. I pushed the door with greater force, opening it fully up. Another hallway...

I walk into the hallway, this one being more lit than the one just behind me. I was greeted by the warmth as I walked deeper into the hallway. A sudden surge of air dragged by me back, I heard the creaks of the door behind me. I turned but to only see the door slam shut. I turned back and continued walking down what seemed to be another never-ending hallway. Minutes worth of walking pass before a large arch comes into my sight. I stopped by the arch, observing what is on the other side of the wall. I could see two spiral staircases on each side of the room as they combined into one right above me.

I cautiously walked forward. Two passage like openings come into my sight, one to my left, while the other one was to my right. I looked to my left and my right, I saw a big door at the end of each hallway. After a few minutes of decision talk to myself, I chose to go left. I entered the passage-like hallway after multiple steps.

It took me a minute before I reached the door by the end of the hallway. I placed my hand on the cold, iron door handle before pushing it down. I pulled the handle, but nothing happened, one good thing about me is that I tend to learn from my mistakes, so I pushed the door. I pushed it as it slowly began to open, instantaneously I felt the warmer air greeting my cold body. I was in absolute awe when I say the luxury, luxury of what seemed to be like a hallway of a modern house. I walked in and closed the door behind me. Upon taking a few more steps forward, my nose got greeted by a very pleasant smell, I cannot make out what it is, but it sure does smell very nice. I continued my cautious stroll down the hallway and it didn't take long before I reached the end of the hallway, again, I had a choice between two ways, one each side of the hallway. I look left, I can see a small hallway and at the end what seemed to be a room while on the other side, the hallway was longer and my assumptions led me to think that, that hallway led through the rest of this... place.

I took a left turn and headed straight forward, I went through the hallway and I entered what seems to be a dining room as the smell of cooked food intensified. I stopped at the entrance of the dining room, observing the room. I can see another opening on the other side of the dining room.

"The kitchen...". I mean, it would make the most sense if the kitchen is beside the dining room.

After a few seconds, I heard whistling and the sound of sizzling coming from that direction. A smile grew on my face as I knew I was correct but now I also know that I am not alone here, obviously.

I walked cautiously towards the opening, reaching it within multiple steps.

Quietly, I sneaked by the corner from where I heard the whistles and sizzles, the sound of the whistles, I could tell that it is a guy.

I peaked by, just to have my eyes widened at the sight of who is in the kitchen.

Brenden?