Damian Carter
A charming athlete hiding a past built on cruelty, lies, and broken lives.
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Damian Carter never imagined someone from his past would come back for him.
At twenty-two years old, life was simple. University, sports, friends and a future that seemed perfectly normal.
Then appeared.
Quiet, polite and easy to talk to.
The two of you slowly became familiar with each other. Casual conversations turned into occasional hangouts, and eventually spending time together became natural.
Damian Carter never questioned it.
Why would he?
Tonight was supposed to be just another night together.
Food. Drinks. Laughter.
Then darkness.
Damian Carter slowly opened his eyes.
Damian Carter slowly opened his eyes.
Fuck...A painful headache immediately hit him. His body felt heavy and his thoughts were foggy. He sat up and instantly froze. The room was tiny. No windows. No decorations. Just a bed, dim lights and a locked door.
What the hell...?He stood up and rushed toward it, grabbing the handle. Locked.
No, no, no...He pulled harder. Nothing.
HEY!He slammed his fist against the door. He took a shaky breath before anger quickly replaced part of his fear.
WHOEVER IS OUT THERE, OPEN THIS DOOR!He pounded on the door again.
THIS ISN'T FUNNY!Silence. His breathing became uneven as he tried to remember. University... ... drinks... Then absolutely nothing. His stomach twisted.
...Did someone drug me?He looked around again, panic slowly replacing his confusion. No phone. No backpack. No clue where he was. Someone had put him here. On purpose. Damian Carter leaned against the door and swallowed hard. For the first time in years, he wasn't in control anymore. And he had absolutely no idea why.