He's Danger

Help?

Chapter 2 (Help?)

After being shoved into a big black truck I was told if I screamed for help I'd be stabbed.

So I had that going for me.

The guy who took me had a partner he seemed familiar which was weird since I don't choose my free time to hangout with criminals.

I was doing everything they asked cause I didn't feel like dying at 17 it wasn't on my bucket list.

This car ride has been forever.

I'm so cramped.

I should have had breakfast.

I hope they don't starve me to death.

Oh my god what if they do.

I'm so hungry.

Fuck my stomach keeps growling.

Shut up you stupid stomach.

I'm bipolar.

"We're here" someone grunted from the front seat.

That was hot I said to myself

*note the sarcasm*

Next thing I knew I was thrown over someone's shoulder.

I started tapping him.

"Um excuse me but I don't want to break your shoulder I'm pretty sure I'm heavier than an elephant, If you don't mind may I walk" I asked.

"You're as light as a feather so no you may not" my kidnapper said.

Oh he was wrong.

"My stomach hurts" I groaned.

"Shut up you ignorant child" he said.

Fuck no.

"Let's get 2 things straight kiddo, I am not ignorant, and I'm certainly not a child so think before you spe-"

I was cut off by him slapping me.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE WHEN I GET OFF YOUR FUCKING SHOULDER I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU, HOW DARE YOU HIT ME LET ALONE ANY OTHER GIRL, YOU SIR ARE A FUCKING MONSTER"!! I yelled slapping his back and kicking my feet in the air.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP I WILL KILL YOU BEFORE YOU GET OFF MY SHOULDER YOU SLUT" he yelled.

"I'm not a slut, honestly I've never had my first kiss let alone have sex" I stated.

"You're such a kid" he stated.

10 Minutes later we arrived at a house.

It was very well built and seemed nice and cozy.

"Get inside ugly" he said pushing me.

I walked inside and was scared shitless.

Knifes,guns,bombs everywhere.

I started shaking and backing up.

He was right he could kill me while I was dangling on his shoulder.

I gulped while he examined me up and down.

"Sit down fat ass and don't break the floor" he said with anger filly his voice.

I sat very slowly ignoring his comment.

"Tell me about yourself" he said laughing.

"Um well I'm 17, my birthdays tomorrow so ill be 18 actually....

Um my name is Vanessa I like the name Van though, I have a mom that's probably dead now and same with my dad. My little sister well she died recently in a car accident with my big brother so I don't have any siblings physically and that's basically me" I said a tear escaping.

"Oh um, Happy Birthday?" He said with a blank expression.

"Um thanks I guess" I said quietly.

"You're sleeping downstairs" he said.

"Ok" I replied he kicked me (litterly) and I fell down the stairs into a basement type thing?...

It had a bed that seemed well used? And the it was freezing there were chains on the walls and a fridge.

"SEE YOU TOMORROW CUNT" the man said leaving and locking the door.

I went over to the fridge and opened it only to find more guns/knifes of course.

My stomach grumbled.

I heard shuffling from upstairs I quickly shut the fridge door and dived into the bed.

The basement door opened and in came the man.

"Sit up slut" he said biting his finger nails.

I sat up and stared at him.

He had really nice hair that was golden brown and out into a quiff.

He also was wearing black skinny jeans that he sagged (of course)

And a shirt that fit him nicely.

He had on a hat that said "Fuck You" in bold letters.

He ha a scar on his cheek.

He had amazing brown eyes.

"Stop looking at me stand up" he growled.

"I'm sorry" I said standing to my feet quickly.

"Don't be" he punched me hard.

I fell to the ground with a whimper.

He started kicking me.

After I was probably bleeding to death he chained me to the wall and the I blacked out.

I

Really

Need

Help?