THE FORGOTTEN LOVE

(Talulla) I made my way through the horde of students waiting to go to their classes, I turned a corner of school and heard a voice calling me. As I turned around to see who was calling me, a hand came out of nowhere from the shadows and grabbed me by my wrist, before I could process where the hand came from, it had already yanked me into an unrecognizable room. The room smelled like a mixture of oil and bleach. It gave a very uneasy feeling like anything could happen if I was not careful. As I tried to look around in the dark room, I realized that I had been dragged into the dark room by someone, "Hello, is anyone here"? I asked. Suddenly, a hand pinned me to a wall I had not noticed behind me. I tried to scream, but it was futile. The individual had already covered my mouth with his hand. I tried to look at the figure, but the darkness numbed my eyes, leaving me unable to see. I struggled to hold back my surging emotions, such as: rage, sadness, confusion. “No I can’t lose myself right now”, I thought to myself. But I was losing myself by the second! Was I going to faint right here? Right now? Realizing my situation, the person started to let go of me, to speak to me. “Talulla,” the person said in an innocent yet stern voice. No sound came out of my lips, there was only a muffled cry for help, that sounded more like a deep low growl in my throat. "Talulla, are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you like that." He said with an awkward chuckle. Trying to compose myself to reply to his comment, I said“ W-who are you, and how do y-you know my name?” I managed to say through my studded lips. "You ask too many questions. You know me." He said sternly. Realizing that the person had stopped pinning me against the wall, I opened my eyes, which were already puffed up by my dried tears. The person had dark blue eyes, his hair was long, and it was a light shade of brown. He was wearing a cream top, and his pants were dark brown. His head was slightly bent over to reach my face. Finally able to control my roller coaster of emotions, without stuttering, I said, “Who are you?” I asked. “What do you want with me ?” I asked again. I did not understand such a good, handsome, elegant, beautiful, nice, adorable," STOP, STOP, Why are you thinking about that, he just kidn*pped you, well, kind of. If I forget the fact that he kidn*pped me, he kinda looks nice. TO BE CONTINUED