"I Fell In Love With My Kidnapper"

"I Fell In Love With My Kidnapper" - Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

*bell rings*

"Yes, finally it's over, I just away go home and eat." I whine to my best friend Jamie.

Jamie and I have been friend since the longest time, she is like my sister.

"Would you stop your whining?" Jamie asks.

"NEVER" I scream and me and her start laughing

"Are we walking home today?" I asked her, becoming more serious.

"No, my mom is picking me up, sorry." Jamie says.

"Really Jamie, I hate walking home alone!" I whine.

"I would give you a lift home but mom says we are going straight to Aunt Maria's home after school." Jamie says.

"Whatever." I mumble.

The rest of the walk to the outside of school was quite.

"Bye Carrie." Jamie says.

"Bye." I say lightly.

"I'll text you later" she says.

I don't bother to say anything back, because there is no point, I just began walking.

Walking home alone gave me goosebumps, I never liked it, never will.

I felt so uneasy walking home this one time in particular, like the feeling of being followed by an unwanted presents. I began walking faster, not wanting to look back. My uneasy feeling begins to grow, my heart beating faster, now I'm sweating. I'm so uncomfortable. I grow every bit of courage I have and turn around quickly.

Nothing.

I sigh and begin walking again as I wipe the sweat from my face. The uneasy feeling is back again, my heart is now back racer is faster, I am again sweating and my fast pace of walking is now me running. I have no courage to stop and turn around. But a part of me give me the courage to at least turn my head back.

There is a guy.

Right behind me.

Right on my trail.

I turn my head back forward and begin running faster, and before I knew it he was right behind me.

He grabs me and put his hand over my mouth before I even have the chance to scream. I kick and attempt to punch, considering he has both of my arms held. Then he leads me back to a big white van, opens the back door, and throws me in.

To my surprise he doesn't have a mask or anything hiding his face on. Just out in the open like its got nothing to hide. I began to think maybe this was his first time kidnapping someone or maybe he scars them so much they could never even think of telling the police.

I actually got a good look at him. To be honest he was actually kind of cute. His hair wasn't to short nor to long, and it was dirty blonde. His eyes were a mixture of grey, blue, and a hint of green. His skin was white, but not Edward Cullen white, more like a Harry Styles white. He looked like a teenager, like a boy I'd see at school, but he looked so new to me. But just because he was cute didn't mean anything.

Because I just got kidnapped.