Head in the Clouds (BWWM)

III. What the hell was that?

Mariana grunted. Beams of light illuminated her body as her drapes were drawn back. Her hair was a mess, crust and dry tears were left along the corners of her eyes from all the crying. God, she just looked horrible.

Mariana gazed around the room unaware of everything. She just searched and searched for the man who basically kept her hostage in her own home. She tried to move, but realized her arms and legs were tied down. The rope dug into her skin painfully the more she moved in frantic. Her panties and bra were still on and thankfully she hadn't felt her core aching in case he raped or touched her in any way. Mariana's breathing became erratic the more she looked around her cold room, she didn't even feel safe in her own home anymore. She shut her eyes as the tears flowed down her face once more. This can't actually be happening.

Steps were heard from outside her room. Her eyes shot open directing them to the closed door. Her heart rate accelerated the closer the footsteps sounded. Mariana struggled against the ropes, no matter how sore they felt she still tried, but it was no help. Her breathing became harder as the door knob jingled open. Mariana went on a full on panic attack. She shook her head no as she groaned in pain and defeat from the ropes and apparently this new lifestyle she was living in.

"No, no, no please!! I didn't do anything." She was in hysterics as his presence was in her sight. She felt like she couldn't breath as her hands tried to clamp against her breast.

"Please, let me go. I can't breath, I - I can't please!!" She cried.

He glowered at her wordlessly as he stood next to her on her bedside. She glared up at the ceiling as her breathing didn't lessen.

Mariana felt as though she wanted to desperately escape her surroundings. She didn't feel as if she was still in her body right now. Mariana shakes harshly on her bed as her vision goes blurry, almost like looking out of a fuzzy television screen. She began to feel dizzy almost like she was going to faint as her chest kept pounding almost like her heart clawing to get out. Her breath shortened every second she inhaled and exhaled. She believed she was going to die right in her own once beloved home.

Mariana began to panic even more when Cole pulled out a pocket knife from his sock. She started to cry and thrash all my over her bed harshly, but his hand clamped against her mouth to keep her quiet as he sat on top of her. She struggled under his body trying to find a way out, but it was impossible. She even tried licking and biting his hand exactly like in all these movies where there kidnappers yelp from the pain or surprise but it never affected him. He leaned backwards slicing the rope from her legs and immediately reaching for her arms. As he reached forward to cut the ropes from her wrists, his thin cotton shirt rose slightly showing off his toned stomach again. She actually calmed a little at the heap of his toned stomach, but it picked back up when he pulled her to him making her stare deep into his ocean blue eyes again. They held an immense glare as she thrashed more than before, small whimpers left her mouth the more she panicked. He just proceeded to glare at her, his face completely emotionless the minute he brought his lips to hers.

She sat up shocked as could be. Mariana felt his fingertips run on the outline of her arm wide eyed the entire time. His lips attacked hers with each stroke he toke to calm her down. He broke for a moment before attaching once more. His hand grazed her skin as he supported her neck in place setting harsh kisses upon her lips. He interrupted her from her panic attack suddenly, she almost gave in to the kiss until she realized who it was. She quickly swept him off leaning towards the bed head.

Cole wiped his lips with his shirt as he stared down at her.

"W-Why did you do that?"

"Teen Wolf. You know Lydia and Stiles that one time in the basement I think. That's the only thing that came to my mind." He said gruffly, his hand moving through the strands of fallen hair.

She merely stared at him like he was crazy. He just gazed at her, his head tipped to the side curiously staring at Mariana as she stared back at him. She tried analyzing the state he was in to see if he was intoxicated, high or just damn delusional with even mentioning Teen Wolf in this situation.

Stiles and Lydia for life, though 😘 Fuck a Stiles and Malia. Did you guys see the new episodes so far, oh my god why would Theo tell that boy to hurt my baby Stiles?! 😫

His demeanor quickly changed as she went forward to stare at him. He shifted slightly until he stood once again next to her bedside. He thrust his hands in his pockets looking down at the pocket knife on her bed. Slowly, Cole picked it up playing with the sharp point of the knife at the corner of his lip turned upwards. Cole flashed Mariana a small smile before speaking.

"You look sexy in your underwear you know." He smirked knowingly biting his lip teasingly.

She gasped silently quickly trying to hide herself with her hands. He chuckled gently as he crouched by her side, his stare never wavering from hers. His hands, loosening up on her thighs as he rubbed his thumb against it.

"What's your name?"

"N-nothing important." She squealed moving further from him as possible. His hand caught hold of her leg tugging her towards him. She screeched as her hands landed on his chest and he lingered over her. Cole tilted his head to the side as he brought the knife lightly skimming it over her throat.

"I'm not going to ask again sweet heart." His eyes flickered to a darker blue.

"Mariana." She managed as she stared at Cole's teasing maneuvers.

He gazed at her state slowly rubbing his hands along her arms. He softly glided her to his lap as she eventually straddled him, his hands resting on her waist playing with the ends of her panties.

"Nice name." He licked his lips looking over her body. Cole's hands skimmed her body exquisitely making Mariana shiver. He grasped her ass in his hand causing her to stiffen and move closer to Cole, he groaned lowly as he gazed up to her. Mariana flushed feeling ashamed at her movements."Get dressed sweetheart, come downstairs when your done." His lips were pressed against Mariana ears as he spoke, his lingering breath caressing her skin as he descended out her room.

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Crappy Chapter Sorry. I just wanted to post something for you guys.