Chapter five: Joseph

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I gasp. The light doesn't work. The eyes are to close now. I can feel there breathing against my face. i drop my hair brush it hits the floor.

I decide to run for the front door, but as I decide to turn, the door slams shut behind me. 'How could they do that? There standing right in front of me.'

I take another step backwards. My back hits my door. 'Trapped.' Is all I can think.

I try to come up with another plan to escape, and Remember I have a flash light on my desk.

At least then I will be able to see what i'm up against. I decide to sprint past them, to my desk. as I position my feet they take another step closer.

I feel a hand wrap around my waist. They pull me towards them, I struggle to get free but it's no use, They are way to strong.

I feel my body Pressed against there's, I look up to those eyes, and see them staring back down at me. I see the eyes get lower and feel there breath tickle my neck. "Kyran."

There voice is a deep husky one that I instantly fall in love with. 'So it's a boy' I think to myself. "Kyran." I realize that there calling my name. My real name.

I feel beads of sweat form on my forehead. "W-who are you?" I ask.

Suddenly the light comes on. The person holding me is a boy, as I thought. at least eighteen. With raven black hair and those gorgeous green eyes.

"W-who are you." I ask again. Suddenly he picks me up, I struggle, but it's no use. I even try biting his arm, but all that happens is a low chuckle escapes his mouth.

He slings my over one of his shoulder, and opens the door with his free hand.

I keep struggling, which makes it difficult for him to walk down the hall way. "If you keep struggling you will regret it." He says in a warning tone.

He talked. I don't listen and keep trying to get free of his grasp. He chuckles again, and puts me down. I try to run for it but he catches my wrist.

I hiss at him. 'Were did that come from?' I think to myself. He smiles and holds my neck in his hands, I feel something crack and everything goes black.

The last thing I see is him smiling down at me while he caries me in his arms.

I wake up in a strange bed. All by myself. 'Were am I?' Suddenly all the memories of last night come flooding in. My neck is killing me.

This room is to dark, I can't see a thing. "Hello?" I call out. No reply. "Hello!" I yell. This time I hear a door open.

I see the door on the other side of the room. There's a stream of light coming from we're it opened.

The light is against the back of the person, so I can't see there face. I hear a flick, and all the lights come on.

It's him. The boy who was in my room. I climb off the bed in fear. He walks towards me. "Get back." I warn him.

He doesn't. he keeps walking towards me. "Do you want to cooperate, or do I have to knock you out again?" He says with a chuckle in his voice.

He makes it to the other side of the bed. I see that he left the door open, he walks around the bed towards me "I wouldn't try it." He says. "Unless you really want to get knocked out again. And you are pretty when you sleep." He says winking at me.

I turn deep red at that remark. "Who are you?" I ask. He considers this for a moment. "Joseph." He replies. 'Well that was easy.' I think. He continues to walk towards me, "don't come any closer." I squeak out.

He stops. "Fine. But you have to follow me." He says. I don't move. "Easy way or the hard way." He says. My stomach grumbles. "Aren't you hungry?" He asks smiling. I realize I am starving.

I take a few steps towards him, and he grabs my hand. I try to pull it out but it's no use.

He Guides me out the door, holding my hand. "How long was I asleep for?" I ask. "Seven hours." He replies. I gasp.

We walk down a dark hall, until we come to another door. He opens it. And we walk in.

It's a room. Or should I say house. It's huge like a palaces rooms. It has a table in the middle with a banquet for a king.

He leads me over to it and pulls out a chair for me, I sit down, and I realize that he wasn't the one watching me and my dad Through our window. Which freaks me out, I still have no idea who was.

he pushes my chair back in. And walks to the other side of the table, he sits down. "Now." He says. "Do you want to find out about you and your past now or later?"

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