Mistakes

Don't Try Anything Smart

Vanessa's POV

"Zack." I said in awe. Zack. Zack Lanceburg. He is Mr. and Mrs. Lanceburg's grandson. He is Alex's best friend.

"Yeah. How are you?" He said touching the side of my face with his index finger.

"What do you mean by 'how are you'? You just kidnapped me!" I said, still trying unsuccessfully to squirm out of the ropes he had tied my hands and legs with it.

"When you say it like that-" Zack was cut off by the guy who asked me the fake address.

"Sir we have reached." He said. This guy had a strong French accent.

"Okay Gustavo, now help me get her out." Zack said as the other guy opened the door and started pulling on my tied legs. As I looked out, I knew where we were. At Zack's house. His parents are rich. His father a billionaire and his mother a lawyer. He lived in a big mansion, unlike the house I grew up in. I grew up in a small but cozy house with my
dad working as clerk and my mom worked as a cashier. Alex managed to somehow become best friends with Zack.

I tried my best to scream and grab attention but it was Sunday and it was pretty early for people to be up. He clasped his hand on my mouth and he and his minions eventually managed to get me inside his house. I had been to his house only a couple of times but I did recognize the yellow flower vase with fake flowers in it and The Beatles poster hanging on the wall next to the 32 inch TV. He dragged me by the sweater I was wearing and got me into his luxurious bedroom and asked the two guys to leave. He threw me on the bed as he told me, "I'll untie you but you have to promise me that you won't try anything smart. "

"Okay I won't do anything!" I said. Obviously I wasn't going to stick to my word.

He untied me and I launched at him and kicked him 'where the sun doesn't shine' and sprinted out the door, leaving him on the wooden floor groaning with pain.

But as I was about to run out of the door, the Gustavo guy and the other dude pulled me back as Zack shouted to bring me back to his bedroom. They finally managed to get me into the bedroom and locked me in there with Zack. A cold shiver ran down my spine. The sweater I was wearing was already half torn.

He pushed me on the bed and the first thing he did was tie me up again. Then he grabbed my jaws really hard, to the extent that it was paining, as he screamed at me, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU, BITCH! I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING TRY ANYTHING SMART! NOW YOU ARE GOING TO GET PUNISHED!"

Zack removed his belt. I knew what was coming up.