I can't believe that this is happening! I must be dreaming but I've pinched myself so many times my whole arm has gone red.
I have to escape, RIGHT NOW! I look around to see if there is a window, but to my unluck there isn't. I slide up of the floor and twist the key in the lock until I hear a satisfying click, I pull on the handle and open the door slightly.
Peeking outside I see a empty room, no Tristan anywhere.
Good! I slip out of the bathroom and tip toe to his closet to find a warmer coat so I don't freeze and my shoes.
I find my phone but it has been smashed to pieces and has no chance of ever working again, Then I see a matt black gun hidden in a draw.
Bingo! I do a little victory dance but don't overdo it as Tristan could be back any second and I need time to have a start if I'm going to run.
I creep over to the window and push on it to my very great surprise it's unlocked and I'm only one story up with a right below me is a fire escape route!
Tristan is such a rubbish kidnapper, he's made it way to easy to escape, somethings up! I take a chance and clamber down the ladder until my shoes touch the soft grass and I start sprinting clasping the gun in my hands for dear life!
I make it to the forest before I take a short breather, because did I mention I HATE SPORTS even though people think I'm good at it. I suddenly feel a sharp pain on my arm and I look down to see a dart, then I see the shadow lurking behind me..!
Of course it's Tristan, I jump to my feet and start to sprint again but start to feel the knock out drug take its affect on me. The next thing I know I am lying in Tristan's arms.
Smirking he says "Let's take u home baby, your going to be punished so bad when we get back" then everything goes dark.
TRISTANS POV:
When they are back home:
I take her up to my room and wait with her till she wakes up. She will have no idea what has hit her.
I change her into one of my old t-shirts, a pair of socks with only her underwear underneath, then I lie down next to her and pull her into me with one arm wrapped around her waist.
10 mins later she begins to stir!
JULI'S POV:
My head is pounding as I try to open my eyes. When I manage to see properly I look around and see that I am back in Tristan's room, as all the memories come flooding back!
I feel a slight pressure on my abdemon and I glance down to see his arm draped over my waist, I also notice I am no longer in my clothes but in one of his old shirts that reaches to my lower thigh! Now I'm terrified!
I slip out of his grasp but on my way I wake him up and he grins at me and I slowly back away this only makes his grin widen making him look like a Cheshire Cat.
He advances towards me. "did u change me?" He nods his head and his smirk widens even more if that's even possible. "And may I say just you standing there wearing my shirt is turning me on" I pull the shirt down feeling very self conscious. "I don't care and anyway why do I have socks on? I have just a t-shirt and then SOCKS... That makes no sense"
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