Don't Deny The Animal (Preying On You Tonight) - A Maroon 5/Adam Levine Fic

Chapter 2

My head was throbbing, a pain unlike anything I've felt before. I slowly forced my eyes open, looking around me. Shit. I bolted up, ignoring the wave of dizziness that hit me, where am I? Who was that man? What if I'm next? All these questions flew through my mind, the most important thing is I need to get out of here. The room was surprisingly nice, it was pretty big and I was sat in what looks like a King sized bed. The walls were white, the rest of the room had a red theme to it. There were three doors to the room, a window and some furniture. I forced myself to the window, the view made my heart stop. Miles of wilderness. Any other occasion and this would be beautiful, instead it instilled a greater fear, if I'm in the middle of nowhere what are the chances of getting out? Of surviving? Of making it safely to civilisation? With a breath I looked down; the drop would seriously injure me. That would have to be my last resort, now for the doors. The first led to a walk in wardrobe, there were some clothes, they appeared to be men's but who cares anyway, I need a way out not clothes. The next door was a big bathroom, the shower looked heavenly, focus Nat. You have bigger things to worry about. The final door. I grabbed the door handle and pushed it open. To my surprise it opened with ease, I shrugged it off and turned right. Just seemed like the best option. I tried to keep as quiet as possible, if he catches me it won't be good.

"There wasn't any other option." A voice announced, that man again. I froze in place.

"She'll be up soon. Behave yourself this time." Another person warned.

"Hey, that wasn't my fault." The man defended.

"Whatever." I heard footsteps, where do I go? I started walking fast, praying I wouldn't run into them. I was so busy worrying that I didn't see the other person. I walked straight in to them. Damn it. I did exactly what you try not to do. The past 12 hours has been nothing but mistake after mistake.

"You’re awake." The man from last night, I gasped trying to get away from him, he grabbed onto my arms. Damn he was strong, I could barely move in this vicelike grip. "Why don't we grab something to eat." It wasn't a question, he turned and pulled me into a kitchen. There's something about this man... He turned around and I realised why. My jaw dropped. Adam Levine. This is messed up. I sat down in a chair, watching his smug smirk at my reaction. This is all kinds of messed up. I had grown up in love with this man, loving everything he was involved in. And now this. Not fair. Not cool. The man is a murdering, kidnapping psychopath.

"I must have hit my head hard. This is not happening." I muttered to myself, letting my hand gently brush the blood matted hair. There’s the answer, concussion, it has to be.

"Oh no darling, this is all happening." Adam spoke, his voice had my stomach full of butterflies. Nope. No way. He is quite obviously a psychopath. Damn biology.

"There is something wrong with you." I snapped, trying to sound confident. He just laughed.

"I know sweetheart. Trust me, I know." He handed over a glass of fruit juice and a slice of toast. I glared at it. "I'm not gunna poison you, if I decide to kill you it won't be that easy." His voice held a sincerity that couldn't be ignored, a chill running down my back at the mere mention of killing. There was hope though, I mean, he said if. I hesitantly took a bite, before realising I was really hungry.

"Thanks." I replied, without realising. "I take that back, not thanks. You smashed me round the head and kidnapped me! YOU’RE A FUCKING PSYCHO!" I shouted, returning to the point. Adam just had an amused smile.

"You know what, you really do look like fun. I think I might like you." He had an almost predatory gleam in his eyes, never had I though Mr Perfect Levine would be so messed up.

"Glad you finally like someone, I was thinking we would have to deal with your crap forever." I turned, my eyes meeting Jesse.

"Shut up Jesse, I said I liked her. Not that she would stick around and not that she wouldn't die." He snapped, I let out an irritated sigh.

"Can you not talk about me like in not fucking here?" In my opinion I was dealing with this surprisingly well. "Mr Psycho, what is your problem? I just want to go home! I won't tell anyone what I saw, I can say I fell over or something."

"No. Like I said. I like you. You can stick around for a little while, I can't trust you anyway." He had his back to me, he had walked over to talk to Jesse.

"Then at least get me some painkillers dick head. Next time you kidnap a girl avoid brain damage." I complained, I think I've lost my mind. I should be totally freaking out. Not provoking him. Jesse let out a laugh, smiling at me.

"Please don't mess this up Adam. I swear to god, I don't know how much more we can deal with." He seemed tired of this crap. I don’t blame him. The more I think about it the more I know I must be suffering from shock, I am handling this really well given the circumstances. Adam walked over to the sink and ignored Jesse, apparently that was a no go subject. He passed me some tablets and water.

"Go shower." He ordered.

"I have no clothes." I pointed out.

"I don't fucking care. Find some." Then he walked out, leaving me with Jesse.

"I know this is creepy as hell, but he isn't that bad. I am so sorry you've been brought into this. You seem like a real nice girl, hot too. That probably saved you." Then he left. This was all way to weird. I’ve just met some of my idols, one is a kidnapping murderer and the other an accomplice who found this whole situation way too normal. I walked numbly back to 'my room' more like prison cell. I will find a way out. This shit is too messed up.

A/N - The plan so far is to update on Wednesdays, Fridays, Sundays and Mondays :) I'd love to hear your thoughts one this one guys x