Prologue

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All of these Characters belong to stephanie meyer, I'm just playing around with them.

Prologue

Those black eyes cause me to shiver in fear, but I can't look away. How could someone hate me so much, without even knowing me at all. I haven't done anything wrong, to make him look at me with hate. I watched him through the curtain of my hair, he stares at me with hatred in his eyes. Why can't I just look away from him? Why do I feel drawn to him?

Then a creepy thought appears in my mind, maybe he isn't looking at me in anger, may it's something else. If he isn't looking at me in anger, what could it be? I try to wipe this thought out of my mind, but it wouldn't leave. Why couldn't it just leave? A thought in my head said, 'It's your intuition stupid.' I yell back at the voice in my head, 'Shut up!' I peak through my curtain of hair again; he's still staring at me with that unnerving expression.

A new emotion start to take me over: it's anger. My hands clench into fists at my side and the pencil in my right hand snaps, making a loud audible noise drawing his attention. His expression loosens for a little bit and he looks away from me; I sigh in relief. The relief is taken away, when he stares at me with the same expression once again. Why couldn't he just stop staring at me?

Suddenly I start to feel calm, but it wasn't my own doing; someone must be doing this to me. I looked over my right shoulder and saw one of his siblings staring at me. He looks at me with a apologetic look and smiles at me. The other sibling to his right glances at me and smiles slightly. I start to feel at ease and smile back. Then his anger get much worse, but I don't think it was at me.

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