Well That Was Unexpected

Chapter Ten: Escape Plan

Eliza's POV:

Betrayal. That's all I felt when I sat on my bed in my new room. I couldn't bring myself to look up because if I did, my tears would fall down my cheeks instead of hitting the floor. I didn't need anyone to see my tear stains when someone actually came into my room. I was sad and pissed; I was so pissed. How could Aaron do that? Just suddenly come to my house at three o'clock in the morning and just take me! And while I was warming up my pizza! What kind of sick monster is he? Angry tears continued to fall to the floor with a light tap as it connected to the carpet. This had to do with my parents? What the heck does that mean? Did they do something with the mafia, is Aaron in the mafia? Oh no, he's a serial killer! No no, Eliza, don't be silly. But I don't know what to believe anymore.

Aaron was so different, it was ridiculous. He was so cold, so empty. I was wondering if it was an act, but my mind is telling me that entire time since I met him has been an act. The only reason why he became friends with me was to get to this point in kidnapping me. He probably requested me as a lab partner and Ms. Johns probably agreed with a happy smile to make my life miserable. The she-devil. But that still doesn't explain the almost kiss. Was that part of the act? It didn't feel like it, unless Aaron was just a superb actor. He looked sincere, and almost like he wanted it. I sure as heck wanted it, but desire was clearly evident in his eyes. Aaron is defiantly hiding something. Maybe he's acting around his 'boss' to make himself look tougher. Or maybe Aaron is still acting around me to make sure I won't run away. Yet I couldn't help the shivers run down my spine when Aaron said those two words to me: 'Trust me'. Trust him for what? I don't know what it is, but I'm going to find out. Women pride!

A knock on the wood threw me out of my thoughts as the door was swiftly swung open. There stood Daniel with an amused smirk on his face as he leaned against the door frame watching me. I took in his navy blue jeans, white v-neck t-shirt and his straight hair that swooped above his forehead. I always like Aaron's disheavled strands. Again, I was back to thinking about him.

"Will says that you can tour the house, everywhere except for our bedrooms and Will's office." It surprised me when Daniel spoke, his head cocking to the side waiting for a response.

I nodded simply, but inside I was laughing. Not go into any of their bedrooms? It was exactly like the Beast telling Belle not to go into the West Wing, and she did it anyway!

"Something wrong?" Daniel asked, quirking up and eyebrow. I was tired of his annoying presence in my room.

"No, nothing's wrong," I snapped, glaring at him with beady eyes. "It's just that I was freaking kidnapped by men who apparently want me for something to do with my parents which I am completely unaware about and I'm being held here against my will. Yes, everything is absolutely peachy." I gave me a sarcastic smile before returning my gaze to the floor.

Daniel chuckled. "Aaron always commented on your spirited side." He put air-quotations around 'spirited side'. "But that doesn't change the fact that you will treat us with respect or it won't end up good for you." His amused glint in his eyes were gone replaced with serious ones.

"Why should I treat you with respect?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Because there will be consequences if you don't," he threatened, causing me to stand up. I've had enough of this lecturing.

"Why would I," I pointed to myself, "respect a no-good rotten boy like yourself?"

The next thing I knew, my back was pressed against the wall with Daniel pinning me there with his hands on my shoulders. His breath was fanning my cheek, his eyes blazing. I don't think I've ever been so scared in my life but I pushed my fear to the back of my mind and tilted my chin up. Daniel's breathing began to slow, showing that he was calming down from his sudden out-burst.