Trying my hardest to think of how i could get away. my eye's remained on the black truck with tinted window's . i have a very uneasy feeling about this. i mean anyone would! look at the predicament i am in . A sudden thought came to my mind it was almost like how in the cartoons they have the light bulb over the characters head. if i was a cartoon character there would be a blinking red light bulb above my head.
As he moves closer to the car . i stay still and his grip relaxes a little but he still has a steady grip. quickly i throw all my body weight to the left making me slip out of his grip and fall to the ground along side him. i roll onto my stomach but get pulled back towards him by his left hand grasping my left leg. taking my right leg i kick at his arm and then his chest once i see he's trying to get up. this isn't the plan but we will just have to go with it , and to think i thought he was sexy.
He gets up on his knees still trying to wrestle me. god he's strong. (well no sh*t) i think to myself right before squaring my foot to the middle of his chest making him fall backward with a "oomf" . i push up of the ground and stumble away from him then turning and taking off back down the alley to maybe see if i could get to the front of the bar and call my friends out . i run and turn around the corner of the alley nearly sliding from the dampness of the asphalt . i push with my left hand of the wall and continue running and as i am about to turn the corner. that voice that i ran away from earlier stops me. "She got away!?!?! how does a small girl get away?!?!?!" an angry voice booms obviously a guy who's in charge . "I left to get smith sir. i told him he could wait make sure no one saw anything i left her there and when i came back she was gone and a girl with brown hair was hopping out the window" the mans voice from the restroom replied quietly. "Two girls. we needed one and two got away and you didn't think that maybe once just once that you should try to catch them-" the man was interrupted by the bathroom man cutting him off "I did have the brunette sir , but she kicked me where the sun don't shine. then knee'd me in the head before diving out the window!!!. sir i tried i -" ."your telling me that a girl with brown hair who i'm guessing was what 5'4 ,5'3. kicked you in the nut's. knee'd your head and then dove out of a bathroom window?? that's what your telling me?" the man's voice was deep and filled with what sounded like amusement and anger. and for his information i am 5'8 and i did knee his oh so beloved worker in the nuts and the head... c'mon men are not the only people that can kick ass.... "she wasn't 5'4 sir, she was about 5'7 5'8. she was a little above regular height for a girl her age. she couldn't be but seventeen eighteen years old but she looks as if she was twenty" bathroom mans voice says back .
he knew all that by looking at me?. how can he do that??. that's, cool, . i need to get out of here . the window is closed and i'm not gonna try and make noise by opening it their around the corner and i'm stuck in the middle of hell and hell and i can't get out . slowly stepping back without making a sound i turn around and start jogging the other way back from where i just came . which infuriates me more. i just wanna go to the hotel or another club and forget everything !. i want food!!. i jog away from the corner and look up to see the young man i just wrestled standing five feet away from me. causing me to skirt to a stop. you have got to be kidding me. there is no way in hell that this is happening to me. jeez if i knew this was gonna happen i would have left Blondie in there!.. okay... no i wouldn't but still come on!!!!
the man just stood there . his suit still looking good. his hand in his pockets and hair brushed to the side . the damn guy had to be a model . or maybe just hot who knows. i stand there and he stands there. the voice's from bathroom man and his boss get louder and i can hear how much closer they are getting. the guy in the suit backs up while still staring at me . staring back at him with confusion across my face the loud voices pick up even louder than before. my eyes widen with fear as i quickly run/sprint pass the guy in the suit and round the corner. i see him turn and sprint with me . i still have to get away. i pick up the pace and run faster. i'm so glad i love sports they do me good. as i almost pass the truck i get slammed into it a hand over my mouth making sure my scream wasn't herd. the guy opens the door and wedges me to where the door is on one side he's in front of me and the only other way is to get inside the truck. "YO!, smith wassup man!" a voice says to my left. the tinted windows keeping the guy from seeing me. "i'm going home George, you should to" the guy in front of me says his voice as smooth as creme . with a hint of an accent. i'm not sure where from though.
" hey George , actually matt needs you he's in the alley way with boss . go see him" he says and with that the blonde is gone and running towards the alley. 'smith' looks back at the guy named George as he leaves then picks me up and tosses me onto the seats of the truck i groan as my head hits the seat and bounces, " you as-" he covers my mouth while quickly closing the trucks door locking it and laying low in his seat. that's when i noticed three men walk past the truck and into a SUV . oh crap
the SUV pulled away about five minutes later. now its time to go home.
he removed his hand off of my mouth . which to be honest he was lucky i didn't bite him. he looked over at me and stared .
he just stares....
and keeps staring.... this is uncomfortable.... you know what . ill just stare back , Oh my god!!!!! what is he looking at?!?!?!
"What The Heck Are you looking at you stupid, self centered Jerk!?!?!" i say my voice stern and angry
He bites his lip covering up a laugh and failing . he throws his head back in laughter then looks towards me as i move up in my seat and sit properly.. his smile fading into a smirk "SweetHeart. you dont know me . im not stupid i have a 3.82 gpa, im not self centered , honestly look at me. and i really highly doubt im a 'Jerk Face' " he says leaning back in his seat
to think that i thought him biting his lip was cute .. oh my god ... no no no . i need to get out of here i am not gonna have a conversation with my kidnapper. that's what he is. Realization dawned on me. I'm being kidnapped there is no other way that this is gonna happen its either now or never .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Okay guys kinda a cliff hanger i guess that's what I've been doing so far because once i write i cant stop . so i have to before there is a chapter 40,000 words long soo ill see you next time <3 That mr badboy kidnapper above. lets just pretend that francisco is not 24 and does not have a kid okay ? lets pretend he is 19 for the sake of us all ;)
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RomanceNO LONGER ON HOLD. I AM BACK AND THERE IS AN IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE FOR YOU TO READ- ENJOY My Name is Jordan. And I was kidnapped by a boy who became more to me than I thought he ever would. maybe it was luck or a terrible joke. but who knows?
