My Everything (Major Editing) (On Hold)

F o u r

A r i a n a.

Talk about having a broken back. I couldn't move properly after sleeping on that couch. Don't get me wrong it's a beautiful couch but the cushions aren't the greatest. I pulled down the long black t-shirt and attempted to walk properly to the kitchen.

An older lady around her late 60's was in the kitchen cooking scrambled eggs and toast. She had been the friendliest face i'd seen in what felt like forever. "Good morning dear, i've scrambled some eggs for you. Do you like the runny or hard?" she smiled brightly. She seemed normal, kind, and every other trait that makes up a good person.

"Can I have them hard please?" I sat on the stool facing the kitchen counter waiting for my plate to be ready. "Of course dear. My name is Jane. I know what you're thinking, why is an old lady working in such a dangerous place." she sat the eggs on my plate and slid the beautifully decorated china my way.

"Jason is a good boy, he takes care of me and I take care of him. From the time he was a little one we'd always look out for each other. I did the same job for his parents. Jason was always left behind with me. He can be a bit rough at times but.... just give him a chance. Okay dear?" i nodded.

The devil walked down the stairs and straight to the kitchen, he grabbed his plate smiling at Jane widely. "Good morning Jane. Thank you for breakfast." then he turned to me his smile fading quickly. "A friend is loaning you clothes, we need to leave soon so I can get you more."

"You mean a public place?" My mind was spinning, I could get out of this shithole. "Don't try anything stupid Ariana. There are consequences for everything."

He shoved the rest of his food in his mouth and told Jane his friends were coming over tonight to eat and negotiate terms over a deal. He then grabbed the bag of clothes from upstairs and chucked it at my face pushing me to hurry up with my food. 

The only decent modest looking item was an off the shoulder romper, and even that was still short. I decided to put it on with my sandals and the necklace I was brought here with. The car ride over to the mall was terrible. The air was  thick and it was silent... too silent. I could feel his eyes wandering off the road just to look me up and down. If there was one thing i could do to break some of the tension, it was to shop. 

We finally arrived and started at the first store. Everything was girly and pink, not my style. After an numerous amounts of trial runs shoes and a few catwalks here and there, I finally broke the ice with Jase.

I mean Jason...

"This is my favorite part of shopping with girls.."  he grabbed my hand and we made our way into the lacey, sexual, and intimate store. Victoria's Secret. I've never felt so uneasy with guys about buying bras and panties, but Jason was so demanding about what I needed to get from here. It was like he was imagining me in them as he watched the rotating mannequins.

  Later on we grabbed some cinnamon pretzels and shared them. He carried half of my bags in one hand and my hand in the other. He'd been so cautious today but at the same time still quite enjoyable.

When we arrived at the house tons of people's cars were parked in the driveway and and the side of the road. Jason and I put my bags upstairs. 

I'm so confused. This man has kidnapped me, taken me from my home and yet he's crazy and sane, lovely but terrible, and patient but resistant.

Jason McCann is a mysterious man.

I let my hair down from its tight ponytail and Jason sat next to me on the bed. My loose curls cascaded over my shoulder and Jase watched me closely. "I have to go handle some business but I wanted to thank you for today. Your cooperation was duly noted." He pushed he curls back so he could clearly see my face and I shivered a bit from the graze of his fingers. his lips touched the top of my head and he got up to exit the room.

***

The business meeting was clearly going well, I heard several cheers. The whole house was shaking with laughter. I removed the covers off of me and decided to take a look.

Lots of alcohol, Check. Tons of half naked women, Check. Drugs, Check. 

Jason sat in the middle of it describing his plans to surprise attack an enemy gang before they had to pay what they owed.

Then it hit me, nobody knows who I am. I can get out of here. Everyone is preoccupied with giant breast that no one would notice me sneaking out of the door. I scanned the room for the most vulnerable person. There was a man who had just left out the door who had looked a bit down.

I'd made my way to the front yard to meet him there. He was laying in the patch of grass gazing at the stars. His shirt was unbuttoned and he looked a bit over the extreme drunk side. I sat right by the man and he slyly smiled.

"Hey gorgeous. You feeling a little frisky, Huh? I like em' like you baby" his words were slurred together I almost couldn't make it out. " I bet you do, pal." I reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone quickly dialing the three digits that would give me a chance to escape.

Ring. Ring, Ring.

"911, What's your emergency?"

"I don't know where I am. I need you to trace this call and send help. I've been kidnapped and i'm trying to be as descreet as possible. Please help me." After my last plea I hung the phone up.

"Thank you sir." As I started to get up I was dragged back down. The man had pulled me under him. "Now that I did you a favor..."he tucked my hair behind my ear and grinned. " Why don't you do me one?"

His drunken lips smashed into mine and I kicked him off me and ran up to the dark room, The only place where i can feel safe until help arrives.