CHAPTER THREE

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COSMA POV

Waking up with a throbbing headache, I started to panic. What the fuck, where am I ?! I tried to get up but my hands where handcuffed into a radiator. I struggled to get out but it just hurt more, it gave me little cuts on my wrist. Holy fuck this room Is creepy... The room was dark and had a table in the middle of the room with a box. Suddenly the door started to open. I quickly put my head down.

"Well well, looks like sleeping beauty is awake."

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU LET ME GO"

"No no my dear, I'm afraid I can't do that"

I decided to take a glimpse at this fucking kidnapper man, and saw it was Pete Wentz.

"PETE!!!?!"

"That's my name, don't wear it out"

He started to smirk at me and sat down in front of me

"w-why am I here?"

"Well you where miss nosy and saw something you shouldn't have."

I tried my best to remember everything at the concert, WHAT HAD I SEEN! I couldn't remember.

"Please Pete, I don't even remember. I promise I won't tell anyone!"

"So your telling me you don't remember me kissing Patrick?"

Oh fuck... My face turned bright red, how had I forgotten? Shit!

"Oh yeah. PLEASE I BEG OF YOU I WONT TELL ANYONE"

"Ahh you see that's why I can't let you go, you'll tell someone"

"But I just said-"

" honey there's no way I can trust you. So you'll just stay here with me"

That's it my life was over. I was gonna stay in this fucking room all my damn life.

"Well can I ask ,what are you gonna do to me?"

"Want me to show you?"

I was a bit confused,I wasn't sure what he meant. Pete came closer and put my legs around his body. I was basically sitting on him. His face was so close to mine. I could feel his hot breath on my face.

"P-Pete  ,what are you-"

Pete started to roughly kiss me and put his hands up my shirt. I didn't kiss back, I wasn't sure what he was doing. I tried telling him to stop, but the kiss was un breakable. He left one of his hands up my shirt and the other pulled at my hair. I could feel his erection against my butt. Finally he looked at my for a gasp of air. We where both breathing heavily. It was a awkward 2 minutes of silence of just staring at each other's faces.

"Did you like that baby girl?"

"I could tell you liked it more"

Saying it while looking at his erection dying to get out of his pants.

"Ooo so I see we got a jokester here ,huh?"

"Yeah I'm fucking hilarious "

I said it sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

Pete the stood up and started to take off his pants.

"Uh Pete what are yo-"

I was interrupted by a fucking dick up in my face.

I closed my eyes hoping it'd go away, and when I opened my eyes it was.

Pete was just looking at me laughing while putting his pants back on.

"Haha well you obviously can't handle this right now, so for now goodnight. But be prepared,because next time I'm not holding back."

Pete soon left the room I was in and I was alone once a again.

It was cold and dark and all I could think of was Petes dick. I mean you gotta admit it's not a bad dick though.

Hey so yeah how was that? Good enough for chapter 3? Okay yeah bye

Lola -xøxø  

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