I Fell In Love With My Kidnapper.

Chapter 2.

I was screaming, kicking, but there was no use anymore. Nobody can hear me, he was speeding, I was being rolled around in an empty open space in the back of the van.
I thought to myself, is this a dream? Because if it was, this is very realistic. I screamed out,"MOM??!" because usually in my dreams i cant yell out anyone's name.
"Shut the fuck up, slut."
the man said.
i tried to recognize his voice, nothing.
"You shut up you KIDNAPPER."
i replied back.
"Feisty mouth."
he said.

He stopped the van very quick, i slid the back to the doors. My pillow case came off. I could see him. His curly hair, seemed tall. I couldn't see his skin tone, it was dark. I looked at the digital clock, in his van. 12:45am.

Have i been in his car for 2 hours? I wanted to leave. I wish i never went jogging. I wish i could've just tooken out the trash tommrow. I wish i had my pepper spray on me. I wasn't so reglious, but i yelled out prayers, scared to death.

Will he kill me? Will he rape me? What the FUCK. Why am I here? What did I do to deserve this.?

He pulled over. And he got the back of the van, and told me to drink water and a pill.
i closed my mouth.
he shoved in my mouth , and told me to swallow.
he put a knife under my neck.
i swallowed.
"Good girl."

he closed the door.
I was started to feel sleepy.
I said "DID YOU DRUG ME?"
he said," No princess, it was a sleeping pill."

Princess? I'm worthless. I can't be a princess. He kidnapped me. Why would he first call me a slut then a princess?

My eyelids turned heavy.
I felt like I was in a peaceful place. I liked sleeping in moving transportations. I found it very peaceful.

I closed my eyes, darkness.