When I Fall For My Kidnapper

Chapter Seven

TREVOR'S POINT OF VIEW

*Trevor's Point Of View*

"Here, boss. It's parked out front, lot two," I drop the set of car papers into my boss, Jeffrey's, hands. It had taken me a full hour of walking aimlessly around the city looking for the specific car Jeffrey had requested. The stupid car was nearly impossible to break into. Of course, being my vastly talented self, I broke it open and got it started pretty easily. I was easily the best employee my company had.

Not to brag or anything.

"You did good, son," Jeffrey approves, signing the papers and handing them back to me. More files for my folder. That means more credits. Which means lots of good things.

"Thanks, boss."

"Your next checkpoint is tomorrow, but it's just an hour away," Jeffrey informs me. "You have some more assignments."

I curse under my breath. I was doing more in one week than normal employees did in a month! When did I get a break? And not to mention the fact that I was lugging one of America's most protected teenagers around with me on top of everything else.

"Where's the location?" I ask, trying to hide my frustrations.

"It's at Warehouse B with Alex Shield at five tomorrow night," Jeffrey tells me.

"Okay. I'll see you in a few weeks," I reach my hand out, and Jeffrey shakes it.

"Nice job. You're one of the few people I can rely on, you and Oliver. I want to thank you two for taking this job so seriously. I'm looking forward to our next assignment." Jeffrey smiles, turning away.

The sound of Oliver's name makes my skin crawl. How could anyone I would ever consider a friend hurt a girl like Ally? I had found it impossible to consider hurting her like he had. It has been torture refraining myself from doing what I normally do to my victims to her, but I had. The only thing that was stopping me was the fact that I'd have to hurt her in order to do what I want. Obviously Ally hates being taken advantage of. And I don't want to hurt her.

How could Oliver hurt Ally? This question repeats itself in my head a thousand times. It was no secret that Ally was gorgeous and nearly irresistible, but I had asked him one thing. One. Thing.

I watch Jeffrey walk away, not knowing what to do with myself. I had a long walk back to Holden's apartment, which would give me plenty of time to think and clear my head. Which was exactly what I needed.

Yet I find myself wanting to steal another car just to get back to the apartment quicker. I wanted to get back to Ally. I had felt like a jerk just ditching her after what she had went through, because of me. I was the one who left her with Oliver. Granted, I thought Holden would be there, but still. I may be sensitive about the whole thing, but I didn't care. As crazy as it was, I didn't want Ally to be with anyone but me. I may sound possessive and ridiculous, but I just wanted to be back with her, knowing that she was okay.

Sure, I trust Holden and Jake. But I had also trusted Oliver, who was no worse than any of us. The one thing the four of us had in common was the fact that we could be animals. I was disgusted with myself for allowing myself to take advantage of the girls I abduct, but I didn't care that much. Not enough to stop my routines. Ally was different, and I don't know why, but I was still the same person as I was a week ago underneeath. The thought that I missed Ally terrified me. A kidnapper should not miss their victims the way I was missing Ally. I need to pull myself together and start to forget about her. I have to continue to resist her, and force myself to refrain from growing any closer to her. Things will only get harder if we become friends.