Rescued By My Kidnapper

Rescued By My Kidnapper 19

A/N: Hey my readers! I just want to thank all of you for taking your time to read my book and my lame chapters :P

Haha I really hope you guys enjoy reading RBMK.

It took me about two hours to write this chapter and edit it only because there's not much of plot in this chapter. I truly apologize for that. I'm currently having writer's block so this was all I was able to come up with. Less plot. More descriptions I guess.

Oh and I also want to mention that this story will be ending soon. I think I've wrote this story long enough. (its been more than a year already!) I'm thinking of writing maybe five chapters more of RBMK then that would be it :)

So yes, that's all I want to say for now.

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Chapter 19

Sasha's P.O.V

The lights streamed in the hospital ward, marking the start of a new day. I sat on the chair beside the bed, not realising I've been sleeping in the most uncomfortable positiom on a chair. My muscles ached as moved. I squinted my eyes, rubbing them to have a clearer view.

I checked on Gavin and he was still unconscious. I didn't blame him though for not waking up so soon. It was I who had done this to him, who made him end up on the hospital bed.

I brought my hand up and touched his cheek which felt cool under my skin. God his face is so soft and flawless. My thoughts wondered to the times when Gavin had rejected me to be his girlfriend. I didn't like this step brother/sister relationship. I wanted something more. But he didn't agree with me.

Instead he went out with that purple eyed freak instead. I don't know why he kidnapped her though-it was still a question that was unanswered. Jace doesn't know too.

I shrugged. That does not matter now.

What matters is that I am finally gonna be with Gavin. Luckily for me, this time that Violet girl can't do anything about it. Because I have Jace and our step dad by my side. And who does she have?

No one.

Violet's P.O.V

I had forgotten how impossible it is to find someone when class ended. The moment the school bell rang, everyone got up and run so fast to the next class its like someone's after them or something. When I went out I saw Fredrick waiting for me. It was even more difficult to find Jace with a bodyguard keeping an eye on me 24/7.

I sighed as time passed, ruffling my hair in frustration. This earned a funny look from the person beside me. She was in most of my classes and had short brown hair that stopped at her shoulders. I raised my brow and she immediately looked away.

I smirked a little. Seems like I still have the same effect people, I thought. Mind you, I was a loner in high school, because of my freaky eyes and my love for trouble.

I had friends before high school. They were nice and caring but that was just a facade. An act. The moment they heard my mother passed away and saw me acting all weird, they dumped me as their friend. I don't care about that now. I had to face it, this is reality.

I was the talk of the school in freshman year because I had different colored eyes. Everyone wanted to see them and everyone wanted to be my friend. But because I was still griefing and crying over my mother's death, I didn't welcome any new friendship or other relationships.

Then when I became a sophomore I was known for another thing. Stealing, fights and a little bit of drugs. That's how I met Jace and our relationship as enemies grew from there. My third year was uneventful though. It was quiet the whole year, but I was still doing all those bad stuff.