babygirl67
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- May 31, 2009
Isabella jerked awake with a start, her eyes not wanting to open, mind fuzzy. What the hell had happened? Too much champagne at the bachelorette party? Attempting to stand, she about did a faceplant and decided that sitting down was the best option for the moment. As her mind cleared, her eyes roved the room she was in, and her stomach sank. This wasn't the hotel room, dark bedding, and wooden floors...it was all wrong. Bella stood, the adrenaline making her steady and grabbed at the door handle, shaking it. Locked. She took stock of the room again, one bed, queen sized, dresser, two doors that led to a bathroom and a closet that was full of her clothes, the ones she had brought along for the honeymoon, and a lone window.
Pressing her face to the glass, heart now racing, she looked out onto a grove of trees, water, a shoreline perhaps, in the distance. Even the window was nailed shut, she was trapped. Dropping to the bed, her hands shaking, her head in her hands, Bella nearly burst into tears. Where the hell was she, what the hell was going on?
Pressing her face to the glass, heart now racing, she looked out onto a grove of trees, water, a shoreline perhaps, in the distance. Even the window was nailed shut, she was trapped. Dropping to the bed, her hands shaking, her head in her hands, Bella nearly burst into tears. Where the hell was she, what the hell was going on?