Stalker(Not finished)

Chapter 3

Ariana POV

I woke up in a bed, I tried to stretch but I was handcuffed... Oh no.

"JUSTI-" I was interrupted by Justin standing right in front of me. His eyes full of lust and anger.

"So.. You tried to escape huh?" Justin said calmly, which was quite scary to me.

"N-no? Last night I-" then I remembered. I was almost electrocuted to death when I touched the window.

"Are you INSANE? YOU could have KILLED ME. YOU ARE A FREAKING PSYCHO!!" I regreted those words when Justin slapped my cheek.

I felt the sting and I hid my face as much as I could since I was in handcuffs.

"Don't. Say that. Again." Justin did that calm voice again.

"Psycho." I whispered Loud enough for him to hear.

Justin's jaw clenched and he took off the handcuffs and pulled me off the bed. His tight embrace on my wrist was starting to hurt.

"Justin your hurting me." I tried pulling away but he started walking out of the bedroom and dragging me with him. "Justin." Me thinking he couldn't hear me, but knowing he was ignoring me. Duh Ariana.

"Justin where are we going- Ahhh!" Justin was taking me downstairs and "accidentally" let go of my wrists and me pulling back caused me to fall down the stairs.

I lay there. My breathing slowing down, my eyes getting heavy. I looked up, Justin was staring at me with dark eyes.

"Call me a psycho again. You'll be dead." Justin said boldly. "Get up." Justin yelled lightly kicking my side.

Surprisingly I was able to follow his instructions and I slowly stood up. Justin grabbed my wrist again, I winced.

"Ow Justin."

"Look I'm sorry it's just you need to learn to listen to me I don't wanna hurt you." Justin kissed the top of my head and wrapped his arm around my waist. Gosh his mood swings..

I pushed him away and he sighed pointed the way towards the kitchen. I walked into the room and sat on the stool.

"Whatchu wanna eat?" Justin asked me with enthusiasm in his voice.

"Uhm.. Eggs and Bacon please?" My absolute favorite.

"Coming right up beautiful!" Justin was actually cute. Like really cute. He has blonde hair, his eyes were chocolate brown (oh my gosh) he was beautiful. But he kidnapped me, and he
just hurt me and I want nothing to do with him.

Justin made breakfast and after we were done eating I sat in boredom.

"You bored?" Justin sat across from me his face inches from mine.

I heavily sighed and rolled my eyes, sitting farther away from him.

"Heh, Ariana no matter how bad you think you are? You're not. Can you please talk to me at least?" Justin begged me.

"YES. I'm bored." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay then. Follow me!!" Justin twirled in his seat and sprung up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the kitchen.