My Kidnapper Loved me

~Flashback 10/18/10~

~10/18/15~

It has been five years since I was taken from my home in Florence, and if I'm being honest my life now is better than it was five years ago. To have a better understanding of my story it's probably better if I start from the beginning, the night my life changed forever.

~10/18/10(Flashback)~

"Sweet hearts were going out for a while, be back later."

My parents are going out for their anniversary tonight, I'm happy for them they don't get to go out very often. Since I'm sixteen now they can actually go out and not worry about me.

"Alright, I love you see you guys when you get back."

"Alright, we love you too"

My parents left our home to enjoy their evening, as time passed I remained sitting on the couch watching T.V. I soon heard a car pull up in front of the house. I didn't think anything of it so I stayed stationary on the couch until the glass on the front door shattered and two men walked into the house. I tried to run away but was hit in the back of the head by something hard, causing me to fall to the floor making everything around me go black. I woke up the next day in a bed that wasn't mine and a house that was unfamiliar to my senses. The room was dark and cool, the sheets smelled of fresh laundry detergent telling me that they were freshly cleaned, they were soft, and the color was a blue that looked similar to the dark evening sky. The room smelled of lavender, and there were two night stands on either side of the bed with lamps on each of them. I didn't know what to do so I lay there still for a while, until I heard the door creak open, I sat up a bit to see a tall man around the age of eighteen step into the room. He sat down next to me on the bed and leaned over to turn on the lamp, we sat there in silence for a few moments before he calmly spoke.

" I'm sorry my brother hit you in the head, he was afraid you would run, if it helps I damn near kicked his ass for it and brought you some pain killers."

I just looked at him taking in his features the visual, and audible things about him, he was tall with short dirty blond hair, and tan skin. His eyes were kind and the color of ice, he didn't look dangerous he just looked nervous and kinda worried. Maybe even scared by the way he rubbed the back of his neck with his hands and kept his head down, his voice was calm, soft, and smooth. I stayed quiet for a few minutes before finally gaining enough courage to speak and let my voice be known to him.

"Why did you bring me here, why not just knock me out and leave me at my home, you were wearing masks I wouldn't have known who you were?"

He took a deep breath and was calm as he spoke like he didn't want to scare me, it didn't work too well considering the fact that I was scared shitless. With the thought of a soon sudden death coming my way, I didn't show what I was feeling, I hid my fear.

"This may come as a shock to you..."

He started.

"I carried you out to the car, because even though to you at the time I seemed like a monster, I wanted you to change your mind before I take you back to your family. That is if you want to go back, I know at the moment you want to go back and that's understandable especially after everything I put you through last night, I completely get it, I'm just hoping I can change your mind."

I looked at him for a second not speaking just thinking about everything he told me, the more I thought about it the angrier I got.

"Why do you want me to change my mind and maybe stay? Why did you pick my house? Why did you choose me?"

I was starting to get angry and my voice gained a little edge to it as I spoke, he looked down at his lap then back up at me.

"I chose you, not the house, I've known you for a long time when you were a freshman I was a junior at your high school. When I first saw you I instantly fell in love but I was afraid to approach you, I didn't know what to do. I waited till your junior year and this is what came of it, I'm sorry I had to do this but maybe I can change your mind, show you the real me and maybe you'll stay with me."

Now I was pissed he did this because he supposedly loves me, if he loved me he wouldn't have done this to me. I blew up, I was so pissed if I knew him I could've fucking killed him.

"Are you fucking insain what ever happened to simply talking to the girl? Not kidnapping her while her parents are out. Do you know how devastated my parents probably are? Did you even think of me and how I would feel before you did this you fucking prick?"

I knew he could tell that I was pissed, and I didn't care, he stood from the bed and walked towards the door, he turned back to look at me once again.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you that was never my intention, but I can't let you leave until I change your mind, until I convince you to give me a real chance to show you who I really am. I'm not a bad person Elena, I just want a chance, I thought this was the best way to get that. I know I'm probably wrong and if that's the case then I'm truly sorry."

He shut the door and left me alone in the room, I sat there just looking at the door for a few moments thinking, wondering when I would see my family again. It would be an understatement to say that I was sad or scared but something hit my heart when he said my name. It got me thinking about someone from my past, I just hope I get a chance to say the name I think belongs to him.