Kidnapped By Rogue
Chapter 27

I dreamt of blue. Visceral blue, blinding blue, just blue. The color flooded my senses, captivated me. I smelled, touched, and saw that one simple yet complex color. It was intimidating yet relaxing at the same time; smooth yet sharp and rigid. It smelt of crayons and chocolate. Unexplainable until suddenly it left and all I saw was white, echoing in from my brain and bouncing around inside of me then that was gone as well and all feeling rushed in. I felt everything at once; it hit me like a tsunami and drowned me. My head began to pound, my mouth was dry, and my skin crawled. I broke out into a cold sweat then my eyes shot open and a gasp left my lips. I sat up in one quick motion and took in my surroundings.

I was lying on a bed, soft and plush in an unfamiliar room. I was wearing pajama shorts and a tanktop and fluffy pink socks. The room was scented in vanilla, and the walls were a light green. A television hung on the wall, opposite of the bed and a dresser was by an open door that led to what looked to be a bathroom. A lamp was on a nightstand beside me and illuminated the room.

I stepped off the bed onto a white carpeted floor and stretched out, making an animalistic noise. Afterwards, I made my way to the bathroom to wash my color drained face. The mirror covered half the wall above the counter with two sinks, and the shower was magnificent.

I took in my reflection and groaned, picking up a hairbrush. I then noticed a toothbrush with my name on it and picked it up. I shrugged before using it; everything was red, every single supply in that bathroom. A dark, maroon red.

I opened a cabinet and saw it was filled with towels, washcloths, hair products, feminine products, and more. I grabbed one of the towels and a washcloth, all red, and decided to take a shower. I stepped out my clothes and let the water engulf me. When I was finished, I hastily got out and wrapped the towel around me, shivering. I noticed a pile of clothes that I know for sure weren't there before. I picked them up cautiously as if they'd bite me and examined them.

Just a pair of black shorts, covered up by a light blue t-shirt that went down to my knees, and some undergarments. After I was dressed, I went back out to the bedroom. I noticed a note lying on the bed so I picked it up to read it. "Blakely,

replace your way to the kitchen. -Rouge.

"Well, okay then," I whispered to myself. I tucked in my shirt to where it was loose, but my shorts were now visible and walked out into the hallway. When I looked around, I noticed a few other doors, each that awful green color, but going straight through the middle was a different color. I closed the door to 'my' room and saw the color was maroon- which would explain the color situation in the bathroom.

Anyways, I followed the white carpet to what looked to be a livingroom, although it was empty of people. Laughter wafted from a doorway I hadn't noticed so I crossed the room and pushed open the door. recap;

Laughter wafted from a doorway I hadn't noticed so I crossed the room and pushed open the door.

The laughter suddenly stopped, and everyone fixated their gazes on me. I gave an awkward wave and felt my cheeks redden at the unbearable silence.

"Everyone this is Blakely; Blakely this is everyone," Rouge said walking over to me and reaching for my hand. I pulled it away and stepped back. "Blakely," he growled, only audible to me. He reached again and this time I let him lace his fingers into mine and pull me towards a table where several people were seated.

Six boys, counting Riz, Rouge, Ace, and River; and five girls, counting Sarah, Kenzie and me.

I sat in Rouge's lap just as every girl sat in 'their' guys lap. River was leaning against the counter, drinking what looked like whiskey. He caught me looking at him and smirked just before I looked away. He chuckled deeply.

"Over a week," Rouge said, and I looked at him. He was talking to a guy with frizzy black hair who had a girl, with long, blonde hair and several light freckles, sitting upon his lap and playing with his hair. The guy nodded and kissed the girl on her cheek. "Yeah? I've had her for about two years almost," he said talking about the girl in his lap. I winced at the thought of being here for that long.