I groaned from the throbbing pain in my forehead, and struggled to open my eyes. My blurry vision was met with a dimly lit room, which smelled like dead rats.
"Oh, look, the princess is coming around," an unfamiliar male voice spoke over me.
The hell? Princess?
"How are you feeling Quinn?" a guy wearing specs, asked, crouching down in front of me.
...were these morons high on something?
"Who are you?" I rasped, then, cleared my throat. The first thing I realized was that I was dealing with two kidnappers, both of who appeared to be incredibly stupid face wise. I didn't want to judge, but...they started it by k********g me, so...
"Here, have this," the guy without specs, extended a bottle of water towards me.
I eyed it for a second, then, smacked it away from me.
"Geez, you are feis
