She was Imprisoned

Her eyes narrowed when she looked at her hands on the wheels. It was turning hairy, and her fingers were becoming elongated. She felt a hot, almost burning sensation all over her body amidst the air-con blowing. But before Izabella could be processed what was going on with her, a car at high speed came in front of her. The headlights blinded her then she felt like she was ruling in the air. And then her head hit a metal frame before blackness took her.

And then she felt him. He moved closer until that warm breath fanned against her ear again. He breathed into it.

"Izabella," he growled, making her body tremble.

No! She screamed and started running without looking back.

"Iza!" That voice seemed worried and troubled. And a muffled cry.

She stooped, fighting the hands that held her. And slowly, she opened her eyes.

"Oh, God! Thank you, you're awake now..."

"S-Shanda..." she uttered and leaked her lips. "What happened? Where am I?"

Before her friend could reply, the door opened, an