escape

| Chapter 2 |

Chapter Two

I get up and walk to the door where he waits. Once I arrive, he starts to walk and I trail behind him slowly. Honestly, I don't want to meet any other guys. He is already intimidating enough, but more of them?

I really hope he isn't a follower. He doesn't quite act like one with his ego and all though. Just think if he's a follower, then what is a leader?

We emerge into a double floor open ceiling with some stairs leading to curve down. He starts to trot down the stairs casually and I trot quickly holding on to the railing, trying not to lose him in this big house. We reach the bottom and his fast pace has me almost panting trying to keep up.

Would you walk a bit slower? I think in my head.

"Pardon?" He stops, turning around to look at me.

"What did I do?" I ask.

He starts walking towards me intimidatingly yet amused. He looks through his eyelashes at me with his head pointing downwards with a challenging look, his mouth twisted up into an amused smirk and one eyebrow raised.

He procrastinates the steps and it makes me want to jump out of my body. He walks closer until he presses his right shoulder against my right shoulder and leans down to my height, by my ear.

"Did you ask me to slow down?" He asks through a whisper grimly into my ear. I gulp. He doesn't seem like the guy to be so menacing. He moves his head back and looks me in the eyes while grabbing at my wrist.

Then I realized, I said that internal comment out loud.

I nod shyly and look down. He removes his fingers from my wrists and he starts to walk slowly away from me.

"Here's the pace accustomed to you, happy my love?" He asks me with an amused smirk on his lips as he walks backwards slowly. He turns back around and I rush over to him.

We emerge into a big room with high ceilings with cream coloured walls. Two maroon coloured couches are placed opposite each other, leaving a meter between the length walls. A big six foot TV on a glass stand is against a wall, near a doorway, leading to a dining room possibly. On the right of me, a little space in the room is left over from where the doorway splits the room unevenly. Back there, there is a cream coloured couch and an aquarium.

We walk into the room and on the maroon couches, two boys occupy the right couch and one of the other boys sits on the left couch himself.

"The princess has awoken." He says smugly. All of the other guys turn their attention from the TV to him and I. All the guys mumble a few 'ohs' and some of them start to eye me up.

He walks over to the couch and sits beside the guy who sits alone.

"Come sit darling," He tells me as he pats the seat next to him. I glare at him and shuffle over. I stand there in front of the couch and look at him.