http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jessifahx The original writings of author Jess en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031702 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15    I bit my lip, staring down at the bowl of chicken noodle soup in front of me. On a normal occasion, my stomach would be growling louder then a lion, but every time I'd even think of taking a bite, my stomach would flip, making me want to puke. This was how it had been for the past day i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1283795/         I sat on Cole's bed, my head in my hands as the dream I had recently had clogged my thoughts. All I could think about was that dream. That look on Dylan's face before me fell lifelessly over-top of me, and that look on Cameron's face, a bloody heart in his hand, his expre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1283791/           The cold air blew through my hair as I made my way through the field. Pink and white flowers surrounding the bright green grass. I smiled at the couple that walked past me, hand in hand, laughing at each other's cute jokes.            .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1283789/     Freedom. Sweet, sweet, heavenly freedom. You know that feeling when the new episode of The Vampire Diaries comes out, and you get so excited you can't wipe the smile off your face? Yeah. That's me. Only, I'm not jumping for joy because of that, I'm jumping for joy because I finally hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1283787/ Chapter 12- Come A Little Closer, Will You?          Joy. Joy was the only thing racing through my veins right now. I bet you're wondering why? Well, as you know, I haven't had a decent meal in over a month since I've been stuck here. So, when the smell of McDonald's fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1238927/ Islowly opened my eyes to a blinding light. I groaned at picked up mypillow throwing it at the source of light, only to eventually figureout it was the sun blazing in through the window."I'msuch an idiot," I murmured to myself"Yes,yes you are." a familiar voice chuckled from the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1227858/ Ilooked in the mirror at myself pleased with my work. My hair wasfalling down my back in waves, my makeup was light other then thesmokey make-up on my eyelids. I was wearing a purple strapless dressthat hung to my curves and came down to mid-thigh, matched with apair of black pumps.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1227857/ Isat on the bed where Cole had left me hours before still thinkingabout the events that had just passed. My dad would never hurt a fly,let alone kill a mother of three kids. Sure, it probably wasn't hisintention, but still, it felt so wrong and I somehow felt guilty.Iknew how bad it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1227855/ "Wake up," an unfamiliar voice cooedI tried to move but my hands were tied down by something. "What the hell," I murmured, opening my eyesI looked down at my current position; I was bound to a chair, a rope tying my hands around the back, and a rope around my waist. I looked up, meeting ice blu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1219850/ A little sexual; but not graphic.-------------------------------------------“God, I want you, Blair,” Ryan groaned into my neck kissing it roughlyI gulped away my nervousness and just let him kiss me. 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A week. Time was passing so slowly. I felt like I was siting here rotting to the bone. Jax had been going out of his way with juicy fruits. He'd come in here 3-4 times a day with a box of them. Why he wanted to take care of me so bad, I have no idea. My kidnapp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1219838/ It had been 3 days since I'd been kidnapped. I wanted out of here. No, I needed out of here. I hadn't had a shower in those 3 days so my hair was greasy, and I'm pretty sure my face was pale and puffy from crying my eyes out. One question still rung through my head; Why me? Why did he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jessifahx/1219836/ Afterpacing around the cellar for what seemed like hours, I finallycleared my head and put it together.Vampire.Mykidnapper was a vampire. For all I know he could be using me as ablood bank. Or a sex slave. 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