*Stormy POV*
“Where the f**k am I?” I mutter to myself, trying to get my s**t together and figure out what happened. The last thing I remember is Danny dropping me off at my house, I stood on the steps and watched him drive off. I went into my apartment and saw it was trashed, I attempted to turn the lights on, but the lightbulbs were broken. I reached for my phone to call Danny but before I got an answer everything went black.
“Welcome Stormy, I was starting to think I killed you.” I hear someone say, I can’t quite tell who it is it’s as if they are muffled. “Who are you? Where am I? Why did you do this?” I ask trying to keep them talking so I can figure out who they are. “Well aren’t we full of questions. All in due time darling. You need to rest; the fireworks haven’t started yet.” A
