Chapter 2
I sat there. In the quiet white room waiting for almost 10 minutes, I would say. When am I going to get out? When are my parents going to look for me? Who knows if they even will? Maybe they’ll say ‘Oh, looks like we won’t be dealing with her anymore. Yippee!’ I could even picture my mom’s face when she realizes I never came home.
She’ll probably be happy that she doesn’t have any more stress on her hands. Yeah that’s exactly what will happen.
Suddenly a thought occurred in my head. What if this douchee kills me? What if he does horrible things that guys like him, do to girls like me? Oh goodness. A big rush of nervousness rushed through my body. I can’t do this.
I have to get out of here. I still have to find out how though.
The door creaked open as three people walked in. One that was a little tall with brown hair and piercing blue eyes. One had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. Then lastly, the little fagggot who forced me into making out with him was standing with them.
“Hello Leila.” The boy with the blue eyes said smirking at me.
“My name’s Lyra.” I said with a slight attitude.
“Whoa, someone’s got an attitude.” He said backing away.
“Can you let me go? Why am I even here…” I ask ignoring his words.
“No can do gorgeous. You’re with us now.” The boy that I forcefully made out with said. “Isn’t she sexy?” He whispered to them making a blush creep onto my cheeks.
The boys nod. “What if I want her Justin? I’m the one who found her.” The boy with blue eyes spoke. I then realized that the boy that made out with me was named Justin. Hm…
“Does it look like I give a fuck Brandon? She’s mine.” He said to him poking him hardly on his chest.
“I found her, I get her.” Brandon spoke poking him on the chest.
“She’s Justin’s, Brandon.” The tallest boy said.
“Excuse me.” I said politely interrupting their conversation. They all shot their eyes at me. “Yeah, I’m no ones.” I said to them clearly.
“Fiesty… I like that.” Justin said biting his lip.
“Fuck off.” I said to him angrily.
“Listen, bitch, you want to get out of those ropes? Stop with the fuckingg language.” He said as he knelt down to my level.
I huffed angrily about to flip shitss. “You swear.”
“Yeah because I can. I’m Justin Bieber and I do whatever the fuck I want.”
Both the boys left the room leaving us alone. No, don’t leave us here. I rolled my eyes and stayed silent. There’s no point in arguing with him because he obviously isn’t going to let me go. “Please let me go… I’ll do anything. Please.” I pleaded softly with my voice cracking.
He chuckled devilishly. “Sorry sweetheart. I’m not letting you leave this house without me.”
“So what? You’re going to leave me tied here forever?”
“Oh so you want to get out of the ropes?” He asks crossing his arms with a slight smirk on his face.
“Yes captain obvious. It’s hurting my wrists and I’m very uncomfortable.”
He was thinking. I could tell by his face. “I’ll let you out of those ropes but try any moves I’ll hurt you.” He threatened. I knew, by that face he made, that he was completely serious. He slapped me. Imagine what he’ll do if I do something worse than that.
I quickly nodded rapidly. He smiled and then I realized how hot this guy was. He trailed around the chair and played with the ropes and soon my arms were free. He then moved onto my ankles and pulled the ropes off. I kicked a little happy that I was out of that stupid chair.
“So babe, since I let you out, I have some ideas of what to do.” He said rubbing his palms together. I gave him a questioning look before I was pushed onto a bed and he held my wrists down from the back kissing me forcefully. He stuck his tongue down my throat and I tried my best to move but he was too strong.
He held me down and stayed lying on top of me and quickly his mouth moved to my neck. He sucked onto my skin and I tried to move away from him. As he kept sucking onto my neck he spoke which sounded a little like a mumble, “Stop moving.”
“What are you doing!? Let me go Justin!” He didn’t listen though. He bit onto a skin which caused my lips to let out a small moan. When he was finally done, he laughed and looked up at me.
“You like this shawty, don’t you?” He smiled. I shook my head at him. He pecked me on my neck where it hurt.
“What did you do to me?” I ask rubbing it.
“Hickey… Oh I’m going to have so much fun with you…” He said with his husky voice as he still laid on top of me, balancing with his arms though.
“What the fu—freak is wrong with you?” I snapped.
“Babe, there is many things wrong with me. I just want to have a little fun. Is that such a crime to do?” He said when he faked a sad face. I gave him a nasty glare.
“Having fun is forcing girls to do things with you?” I ask looking up into his hazel nut eyes.
He nods with a roll in his eyes.
“You’re sick.” I say.
“Sick as in sexy?” He smirked.
“No.” I roared shaking my head.
“Well I think you’re pretty sexy…” He trailed off staring into my eyes. I broke the lock from him and looked away, not saying a word. I felt the redness appear on my cheek and that’s when he let out a chuckle.
“Justin! That guy wants to talk to you on the phone. He said he couldn’t bring the money in today.” One of the guys yelled from the other side of the door. I looked at Justin who had a furious look on his face.
I looked at his hands which were brought to fist, squeezing hard. “You’re fucking kidding me right?” He yelled back.
“No man. He’s not kidding. He said something about his kids going back to school and he doesn’t have enough money right now to pay.”
I felt like the fumes were coming out of his body. “Get my gun ready. I’m coming.” He yelled back before pecking my lips a little longer than I expected. “Little fucker thinking he can’t pay whenever he wants, eh?” He mumbled. “I’ll be right back.” The door slams and I wipe my mouth before shaking unsteadily.
He’s not just a kidnapper. He’s a murderer. I need to get out of here.
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