Valtor

That puts the cherry on top of the gigantic ice cream cone! The “cone” being, my incapability to find a decent job in journalism that I’m not “over qualified” for. The “ice cream” being the nonexistent s*x life I’ve had for the past year, leaving me a frustrated mess all of the time. And now, for the good part, the big juicy “cherry” on top is when I went to my fiancés office to surprise him with lunch and literally caught him with his pants down and my best friend on her knees in front of him. I’m the one that recommended her to my fiancé for the secretary position. And he said he was doing me a favor! What a joke! I feel so stupid. Now, I have no one. Being orphaned at a young age, I never knew my parents. The only two people I did know and trust are, now, dead to me. Good thing I still have my own place. It’s not much but I live in a small studio apartment above an antique furniture store. I don’t have much here because most of my belongings are at Terrie’s my “ex” fiancés place. Martha, the store owner was nice enough to let me use furniture from her antique stop. I walk in with my laptop bag and lay in on my desk and sit back in an old creaky wooden chair. The scenario of my tragic encounter replays in my head and I go from feeling sorry for myself to getting really pissed off. I’m a train wreck. I can’t believe I wasted five years of my life waiting on him. A part of me already knew there was something going on and didn’t want to admit it. He’d started delaying the wedding date. Then, suddenly he had all of these business trips and late nights at work. He’d not tried to have s*x with me in almost a year. Every time we came remotely close was because of my efforts and he would come up with an excuse for not being able to get hard for me. There is no denying the truth now. It’s because he was banging big titty Sherrie this whole time… Not being able to help it, I start comparing myself to her. What does she have that I don’t, other than super big boobs. My kittens may not be as big but they are a sold C cup and I work hard to keep my hour glass figure! Working out twice a day, five days a week. It’s safe to say he has a type though. We both have long brown hair with matching brown, almond shaped, eyes. My face is a bit more oval than hers and my nose is straight, unlike her long skinny one. I’m no super model standing at five foot seven but… My internal rant stops short when a knock sounds at the door. A part of me hopes it is Terrie just so I can close the door in his face. The door knocks again. Oh goodness I’m sure I look terrible, just having had a mental break down and all. It doesn't help I'm wearing a baggy white t-shirt and a pair of skimpy looking shorts. “I’m coming! Terrie you better have something really good to say or...” I stop shouting when I open the door and see someone, not Terri, standing there. Instead three men in black are standing at my door. Literally looking like they stepped out of the movie and are now at my door. They even have the black sunglasses on. I half expect one of them to hold up a strobe flash to erase my mind. “Uh...did Terri send you here?” I ask not knowing what to say. There is something definitely off about these men and my gut is screaming at me to get away. One of the men step forward and asks,”Are you Allura Foxlily?“
But before I can answer I hear another man hold his ear and say, ”Identity Confirmed.” The man nods and pulls out an envelope from the lining of his jacket pocket. ”Mam everything you need to know is in this document. You may read it on the way. Please, come with us peacefully or we will be forced to remove you from the premises.“ the man speaks plainly and their faces remain stoic, hidden behind the black glasses.
 ”What is this about? There must be some kind of mistake.“ I get out. The pounding of my heart is loud and fast. 
 ”This is no mistake. We are ordered to take you to a designated site.“ 
 One of the men behind him holds his ear and speaks, “We may have a runner, secure all exits.”
 I panic, ”Im not coming with you!“ 
 They waste no time. The man turns me around and restrains my arms behind me and pulls my neck to the side. A sharp pain jabs my exposed neck and everything goes black.