Kidnapped By Andy Beirsack

Chapter Seven

Andy's pov

I was driving to the mall. Anastasia was bugging me about going there. I love her name. Its so...fun and unique. Like damn. "Are we there yet?" She asked. I rolled my eyes. "Does it look like we're there yet? " she laughed. "Maybe.."  I can't wait to get there so she will, shut up. "Breh I love this song!" She said turning up the volume. It was one of peirce the veils songs. I think. "What if I was just a painter?  Painting houses on the rich blue coast. Would you ever try to leave me? For somebody who deserves you most." She sang. We pulled up to the mall and I let her out. "Remember, no running." I reminded her. "I know I know. " she said a bit annoyed. When we got in she headed straight for Spencer's. We had a great time shopping. Or should I say, she did.  I just followed her around. I keep thinking about Juliet though. Our trips to the mall. We did similar stuff like this." So, have.you ever been to this mall before?" She asked. I took a moment to reply. I put my hands in my pockets. "Yeah. I go a lot." I said.  She came back to the car with our food. "Ready?" I asked. "Yeah." She responded. To quickly, to quietly. "What's wrong?" I asked. She shook her head. "Nothing. It was fun. But you just seemed all quiet. Like, I -" she paused. "Ok, we all know you kidnapped me. It was a bitchy thing to do. I don't even know why I'm here. Like honestly, I have.no purpose being here. But anyways I'm getting off topic. I dident want to spend all your money." Oh, you have a reason to be here. I have to tell her. Why not? "Your here for a reason. That's for me to know and for you to find out. I figured I might as well do something nice. Before...yeah." I cut myself off quickly  . I started up the car and drove back. --------

Anas pov

It kept playing in my mind...
"I figured I might as well do something nice. Before...yeah."

It wouldn't stop repeating itself.
Before?  Before what exactly?

We got out of the car. When we got inside. I went straight to bed. I sat in bed and started crying, he won't tell me though. Why not? Atleast tell me what tour going to do to me. Jeez. Is he going to kill me? Auction me off or some shit?  Like the fuck dude, if your going to murder me tell me. And we defiantly weren't in Pasadena any more. Maybe like L.A. or something? I felt a hand on my back. I looked up. It was Ashley. "What happened while you guys we're gone?" We ended up talking. I told him everything that happened. Like what he said to me. "Listen ana,  he ... used to be a different guy.  Now he's...a dick. Trust me. He Just got out of a breakup. He may have done this, to get his mind off of Juliet. " Juliet. I read about her. She was a great singer. "W-What is he going to do to me? He's not gonna kill me right? " I sobbed. "No! He won't kill you. We won't let him go that far." We all know in our minds, none of us could stop him. Even if they wanted to. But I accepted it. "I don't know what he wants with you. Maybe just to hook up or something? I don't know. But..he won't tell you.. that's. " he.froze. "never mind. Its getting late. Lets get you back to the room. And one more thing, "he paused. "Stay strong. If you just do what he says and go along with it. I don't see anything bad happening.." I nodded. I went into the room.  And saw Andy sitting on his bed.  Waiting for me. "Well it took you long enough." He said annoyed. "It took me 45 minutes" I corrected quietly.  "Whatever." He said. He was acting different. Just like Ashley said.. "come sit next to me." He said. I became very hesitant.  "Come on." He said nicely. I made my way over sitting down. He pulled me a bit closer. My heart began to race. He leaned closer to my ear. "That's a really pretty shirt..mind if I see what's under it?" My breathing hitched. This is scary. As fucking hell. "Your scaring me..Andy." he stopped and whispered once more, "I just thought I should tell you what your really here for."