Run!

07

*back to when Misa was kidnapped*

The light, it was too bright.... she could just see a white speck in the distance. Misa started walking towards it and she knew she was dreaming. On the way she saw people jeering at her, telling her she was worthless. Misa bowed her head in shame but continued to walk slowly along the path way. She tripped over something and looked up to see her bully; Harry was there with his foot out, smirking at her.

Misa attempted to get up but he held her down. She could see the light, it was so close yet it was so far away. She knew it was important to make it to the alien light, so she decided to trick everyone. She let herself go limp and closed her eyes.

He let go of and her and just by the way Harry stood over her; Misa could sense his confusion. She mentally smirked,  counting slowly, down from three. Misa prepared herself to run and as she got to zero, she bolted up and sprinted towards the light. She could hear him chasing after her. She ran faster, and faster and faster until she reached the light. It was a blinding, dazzling light, it engulfed her as she slowly woke up....

A voice, that was all that she could hear, no birds, cars, animals, just a voice, but Misa's question was, whose voice was it?  She strained her ears to hear more but the voices were muffled by the door separating them. Slowly Misa's eyes fluttered open. She looked around in confusion, where was she?

Taking in her surroundings Misa noticed she was in a room. She looked around more and decided that the room was incredibly bare.  With only a lamp, bed and window in the far corner she quickly got bored after sitting there for what felt like hours. 

After getting fed up with waiting for someone to come and explain what was going on, Misa jumped off the bed and stretched her sore muscles.

Looking around she headed to the door. Misa twisted the knob and cursed when she felt the familiar click the handle makes when you try to open a locked door.

Misa clutched her head as she began to take notice of her pounding headache. Sitting on the floor near the door with her head between her legs she tried to remember the last two days but kept coming up blank.

All she could recall was an... interesting. .. smell that seemed to have imprinted itself into her brain. Misa tried to decide if it was good or bad. 

Her thoughts were distracted by the door opening. Jumping up to greet whoever had opened her door once locked door; she lifted her gaze to see the person.

Gaping in shock and horror Misa, backed up as she looked at, Harry. It all came flooding back as she remembered the past 48 hours and she finally understood part of the meaning to her dream.

Harry had kidnapped her. Shaking violently she straightened her posture and rolled her shoulders back. Greeting his mocking gaze she stared back at him.

If she was going down, she was going down with pride. Misa's face yellowed with fear as she defied Harry the sight of seeing her scared.

With a smug grin he licked his lips and walked towards her. "So, did you brace yourself? " he asked, even more smug by then.

"Arsehole," she muttered to herself and covered her mouth with her hands. His grin only widened and she shivered knowing she had given him what he wanted.

"Please say something " she whispered in exasperation. "What would you like me to say sweetheart? " Harry questioned; baiting her, testing her patience.

All fear had long gone from her face as she masked her emotions instead, with annoyance and anger. 

Her shield fell for a millisecond and her voice quivered as she asked why he had taken her; he just frowned.  

Considering for a second he said, "Lets play a game. You ask me a good question and I will answer your question."

Misa considered for second then nodded in agreement.  "Okay....um, why are we here? "

Harry shook his head in disapproval at her question. "Okay, um. Can I go home?" she tried again.  Frowning again he shook his head.  "One more go Misa, and you have to ask the right question or punishment will be required."  Misa thought to herself,  what are you,  rumple-bloody-stiltskin!?

Looking at him desperately she tried one last time, "Where are we? " Harry's eyes brightened and he grinned like a kid on Christmas.

"Pick the question you want me to aswer first. "

Her shoulders slumped in relief that she asked the right question. "The second one," she answered;  knowing he had been hoping for her to pick his question. She hoped he wouldn't notice she was just bidding her time as she fumbled with her backpack to call the police.

Her fingers dialled the numbers to the Australian police. Living in Sydney she knew they would come as quickly as possible so she just had to stay safe until they came.

Just as she pressed the green call button he cried with glee, "We are in Cheshire! "

The phone in her hand cluttered to the ground as she gaped at him. Looking at her screen she saw a notification on her screen explaining it was an invalid number.

Crying out she tried to hide the phone with her foot but he had already seen it. Narrowing his eyes he glared at her as he walked towards her.

Bending down he picked up the phone and looked at the number she had dialled. Grinning he pushed her up against the wall and cut off her airways.

Whispering in her ear he said. "Naughty Misa, and to answer your other question; I have always wanted a slave. "

hey guys, that was a happy chappy wasnt it (not).

if any of one direction is reading this (not that you will be, but a girl can dream right?) i DONT think you would do this. 

also i am kinda writers blocked, but i think it might just because i am not very good at writing mean parts in books, i dunno. :( 

this chapter is dedicated to, marzbarz81298, cant wait to see you babe

see yas all later

~madz xx