Taken with lust

Home alone

Summer had come and gone, how it was time for fall. College was not far from home. My brother Luke and I walked home everyday. My brother had his long curly brown hair tied back in a ponytail. I always hated how better looking he way. He was popular in high school and voted the best baseball player in college. I always hated that I was more of a book worm. I come out of my thought when I felt a bump from my brother.

“What is on your mind sis ?” He asked seeing me deep in thought.

“Just deep in thought.” I stated hoping to not have to tell him, I wish I was as cool and popular as him. Luke didn’t push me to talk, he never does. Which I love the most. He turned around walking backwards and asked me “are you coming to my game tonight?” He asked with excitement in his voice.

“I wish.” I replied “ I have tons of school work to do.” But if I was honest I wasn’t into going to the games. Luke’s fan girls annoyed me. Drooling over him, like he was a steak dinner. We walk up to the house and my brother replies “ suit yourself.” He shrugs.

We walk in the house to the smell of fresh cookies and the fire place. Me and Luke both run to the kitchen fighting each other on the way. Once inside the kitchen, mom says.” No cookies til after dinner.” And gave up the no funny business look. But we looked at each other and walked over slowly, smiling. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek making her close her eyes. And Luke grabbed two cookies. Like always mom caught on and hit me and Luke in the arms. As we walked away victorious. I walk up the stair case to my room, Enjoying my cookie. once In my room, I see myself in my full mirror. I was short 5’1 and 105 pounds. My jet black hair I got from my grandma made my green eyes pop. I never needed makeup with my high cheek bones. I hear mom yell which bring me out of my trans.

“Dinner is ready!”

I walk down stair to my moms famous meatloaf. It melts in your mouth, it had the perfect blend of spices. After dinner mom and dad wanted to go watch Luke’s play, I was home alone..

After I opened my math book, I told my self say in the most sarcastic tone. ‘Yay math, everyone loves math.’

It was the one subject I hated. After 30 minutes of studying, I drifted to sleep. Suddenly I heard a loud noise the made me jump. I got out of my chair hitting my knee. “Ouch!” I yelled out loud.

I stood in place for a moment listening to the silence. I didn’t hear anything for a long while. Then it happened..

BOOM the door to my room was pushed open. And two men grabbed me throwing a bag over my head. It smelled awful, I started to feel dizzy as they tied my hands together. Everything slowly went black.