He drives

The stranger slipped off of me allowing me to get some much needed deep breaths in. My chest heaved as sweat dripped all over my body and soaked into my dress. Before I knew it though, the stranger had moved into the drivers seat and started the car.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I returned my seat to it's proper upright position.

"To meet some of my friends. You said you wanted to party and I know they'll love you." He said with a wide grin on his face that made me feel a little uneasy, but at the same time curious.

As we drive down the road I did my best to pay attention to where we were in case I had to backtrack. After a couple minutes of driving down roads paying by farms we turn down a side road to a neighborhood. It looks old and run down with half the buildings looking abandoned. He pulled into a narrow driveway that ran next to a tall white house that has paint peeling and chipping on the siding. We pulled up to the back of the driveway which met a detached garage that sat behind the house slightly.

The stranger turned the car off and reached in back to grab his bag... And my purse. He tossed the keys on and got out. Not seeing any other option I followed. We walked up a small set of stairs that went up to the back corner of the house to a crooked thin metal door that rattled as the stranger pulled it open.

"Cone on in!" He said, holding the door for me.

I stepped inside to a small kitchen. In front of me was a round wood table and a couple chairs. To my left are cheap cabinets, some missing their doors, and a sink and fridge. Post that is a dark hallway that must run to rooms along the back of the house. Next to the hall are some stairs that go up and an entryway into another room that I can hear noise coming from.

A hand on my back pushes me towards the other room. As I step in there are 2 couches facing a TV, a guy lounging in each.

"Where the hell you be...ooh..." One of them said, stopping short when he turned and saw me standing there. He was a tall, skinny black man with a nearly bald head. He sat up and started moving towards me.

"Much better than the last one Jake!" The other guy had finally noticed me. As he stood up I could see he was fairly ripped. He was tall too, but obviously worked out as his biceps looked as big as my head. His blonde crew cut hair made him look military.

I froze waiting to see what happened next.