52- kidnapped

I groan, shifting uncomfortable. Surprisingly my bed isn't very comfy. I eyes shot opening, taking in my surroundings. I was in a medium size room.

I groan, trying to move my hands but to no avail. Feeling a cold metal around my wrist, I glanced up to see the my hands were handcuffed to the bedframe.

"Crab muffin" I curse, rolling on my stomach, an crawled on my knees to sit. I groan, trying to tug at the cuff. Feeling my stomach turn, I groan, collapsing on the bed with my head hanging off, I puked.

Wiping my mouth on the sheet, I pushed myself up in a sitting position. Hearing the door open, I looked over my shoulder to see a blonde boy, looked to be ten walking over to me.

"Your awake" he says, standing on the opposite side of the bed.

"Yes I am little boy, now go get one of the men" I said, he growl.

"I'm a grown ass man you bitch"

"You look like ten, now go get your daddy" I hiss sweetly, narrowing my brows.