FALLING FOR MR J

Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR

Eventually, Ste left the room, and Vincent made me a plate of food up. Before he hands it to me though, he tells me I need to stop making things worse for myself.

"I know he's being a dick, but you're not helping yourself by kicking him in the balls. Just try not to let him get to you. He'll soften up, eventually."

He pulls my gag away from my mouth and then unties my hands. Once again, warning me not to do anything stupid. I want to run. I want to demand they let me go, but I know it'll be useless. I'm too weak to move and too hungry to even care.

"I would play nice if he'd stop calling me a bitch all the time. I'm not a bitch! I'm not a dog... He doesn't even know me. He's fucking kidnapped me you both have! Bastards, I just want to go home. Why won't you let me go? This has nothing to do with me. Please, Vincent, let me go. I swear I won't tell."

I'm crying now and I'm not sure why, but I'm guessing it's a bit of everything. It's just become too much. He attempts to comfort me by placing the palm of his hand on my cheek. He's looking sympathetic, but it has the opposite effect on me. I end up snapping at him and I know it's not him I'm mad at, but I take it out on him anyway. I didn't mean to do it, but I end up smacking the plate away from his hands. It pisses him off, only because he has the job of cleaning it up.

"Christ sake! I'm trying to be nice here! But you're not making it easy ARE YOU?"

"Yeah, and you fucking kidnapped me! You seriously expect me to play fucking nice?"

He looks like he'll hit me. Seeing it made me rear back and I end up whacking my head off the radiator. Seriously, I'm gonna be black and blue before long. I know he's just trying to help me, but I just want to go home. I'm tired and I've had enough of this shit. Yet knowing this and knowing I still need him on my side, I try to tell him I'm sorry. Only before I can have time to do so he's walking out taking the spoiled food with him.

"I just want to go home... That's all I want."

The next time I wake, it's to the sound of a door slamming shut, instantly making my body go on high alert. Oh god, please make that be Ste leaving the flat? Please do not let me be alone with him.

The living room door suddenly swings open, revealing my nightmare come true. He's left me. Vin left me alone with him. I'm going to die. I just know it. I'm going to end up pissing him off again and he'll take a five-year-old girly hissy-fit and kill me. Okay Kat, just don't make a sound. He'll leave you alone. Oh, Jesus. Please leave me alone. In fact, just let me go.

"So what did you do to piss him off? I've never seen him look so wound up before. I'm only guessing here, but I'm assuming you've told him you're not interested in him? I'm not surprised though... He's a bit of a strange one, especially with you. Me, however, I'd be able to show you how a proper man keeps a woman in check."

His words make my skin crawl. I want to give him my response, but as you know, I'm gagged, so I stay quiet. I'm slightly concerned about Vin, though. What the hell?
Oh shit, I hope to God he isn't stalking me? He said he's a strange one with secrets. I need to seriously get out of here, and quickly. I need to before it gets worse.

"You know, I should tell you he's got it bad for you. He's had it bad for a while. It's not the first time he's seen you, sweetheart. We knew you'd be there at the house. We just weren't expecting you to come down. He called dibs on you, but I'd already told him he's welcome to you. Well, after I've had a little fun first. Of course, I haven't told him that last part though. Hey, we can't have him having all the fun now, can we? What are friends for if we can't share our toys?"