Kidnapped... ~Jai Brooks Fanfiction/Completed~

Part 2

"Watch my mouth very carefully. I will take off my hand from your mouth now. If you dare to scream...well actually you won't. I have a gun" he said confidently making sure I could feel the gun pressed on my back.

I nodded and he slowly let go dropping both hands on his sides. My wrists were almost bruised by the lack of blood. I tried to avoid eye contact since my eyes were clearly filled with panic.

"What do you want? There's money in the drawer right there. Take it and leave" I said as calm as possible. Instead of an answer I received an ironic, cold chuckle.

"I don't want your money" he said and my blood ran frozen.

"Then what do you want from me?" I dared to ask.

"Protection" he answered and it took me a minute to realize it. I blinked a few times. The fuck did he just say?._.

"Protection?" I repeated trying not to laugh.

"Look. The cops are after me. I can't go back home, they'll find me there. So I'm staying here tonight and I'll decide in the morning what I'm gonna do with you" he explained.

"What? No no no you can't stay here" I tried to stop him but he lifted the gun towards me.

"I don't remember asking" he said and signaled to go upstairs. Every move away from him had to be slow and planned. He followed me up to my room then closed the door.

"Do you have anything I can change in?" he placed the gun on my desk. My eyes were wiggling from him to the gun slowly.

"Yes. But it's in another room" I said, asking for permission indirectly.

"Go but don't try anything smart. I still have a gun" he warned then took of his leather jacket. I moved cautiously outside the room. I looked around and there really not many options. I opened the door to my brother's room so he thinks that I'm in there. While my eyes were glued on the door I decided that moving slowly would only delay me. I'm either going back or take a run for my life.

My obvious decision had me running across the long hallway and down the stairs making noise in every step. In the middle of the staircase I heard the stranger running after me. I didn't dare to look back I only kept on going down the stairs. I was pretty sure that he was only a breath away but by the time I reached the bottom I couldn't feel his presence so close behind me. When my foot touched the first floor, a loud bang made me drop down. My hands automatically covered my head and I was waiting to lose consciousness or bleed but I didn't feel any pain. His steps became closer and two arms lifted me back on my legs.

"Bad move baby girl" he put the gun to his back pocket. I noticed broken glass laying on the floor. I looked up to see he had only shot the mirror to scare me. He picked me up and threw me on his shoulder. He took me back upstairs and before I realize he threw me on the bed.

"I told you it wouldn't work" he said and locked the door. His hands moved to his belt and I forced my self back.

"Relax I won't rape you. My clothes are just wet and you weren't polite enough to bring me something else to wear" he said.

"I wasn't polite enough? You burst into my house" I complained.

"Yeah but there's nothing you can do about it. On the other hand, I can" He took off his shirt and threw it away in a corner leaving his well-worked abs exposed in the light of the lightenings. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed on the bed next to me. He wrapped his arms around me, his bare chest in touch with my back.

"What's your name gorgeous?" he asked.

"Darcy" I hesitantly replied trying to hide my fear.

"That's a beautiful name. I'm Jai" he said and placed his forehead in the back of my neck. I couldn't cry. I wouldn't allow myself to show weakness. I felt discussed in his arms. Lauren? Where are you already?..