I woke up in a dark room. It felt like I was in a chair with my hands and feet tied together with my head down.
There was a small light from my guess a small open door way.
The thing I'm thankful for is that the rope on my hand, wasn't very tight. So I easily slip out of them and untied the ones on my feet.
Once I was able to get my balance, coz l almost fell. I went to the door and opened it some more to see a hall.
I heard someone's footsteps on the right side. And there was someone talking as well.
They were getting closer so I ran to the left. And to my luck, there where stairs but I did not feel like running down the stairs. But I was running for my life right now, so I going to run.
I heard the sound of a old man scream and took that as my time to leave but just in time to hear him say.
"YOU IDIOT! SHE IS SOMEWHERE IN THIS HOUSE AND WE DON'T KNOW! GO LOOK FOR HER!"
And then I again ran as fast as I could only to be stopped by a hand on my wrist and pulling me to the owner of the hand.
When I looked up, I saw the same pair of dark green eyes. And we just stayed looking into each other eyes for what felt like forever when some one interrupted us.
"Jason, what are you doing with are slave?" Asked a old guy.
I looked over this " Jason" guys shoulder to see a a man with a lot of gray hair. He was a lot on the fat side with the same green eyes as Jason, but a little lighter.
WAIT, did he just say slave?
"Nothing dad." Next thing I know, I'm lifted off the ground and put on Jason's shoulder walking somewhere.
"WHERE YOU TAKING ME!?" I said to them but they ignored me and kept on walking.
A few minutes later I was in the same room I was in before and the old man in front of me, and slapped me.
"You go nowhere without me or my son saying so. Do you understand?"
I was still shocked at what happened but nod my head.
"I want you to say it yes I understand." He said grabbing my chin.
"Yes. I understand." I said grinning teeth.
He slapped me aging. "Next time say it more nicely."
"Now, there is going to be some rules. 1.) Don't talk until your talked to.
2.)You will do whatever me or my son tell you to. Like cook, clean the rooms, and all that other stuff.
3.) You will call me and my son sir.
4.) You will wake up at 6:00 am to start chores and go to bed at 9:00 pm.
5.) If you do something bad, you will have a punishment.
6.) You will eat 2 meals a day, 3 if lucky.
Do you have any questions?" He asked?Over his shoulder I saw Jason's whole body tense up a little and then relaxed when he saw me looking at him. Weird, what the heck was that for.
"Do I get to have somewhere to sleep." I asked looking down.
"Jason, show her to her room." The man said and left.
"Come on, I'll show you your room." Said Jason.
I got up but lost my balance and started to fall, but two strong arms caught me by the waist this time.
I looked up to see Jason's sea green eyes and his looking into mine making me blush like crazy.
"Come on, let's get you to your room." He said and letting go of me once I had my balance.
We made a few left and right turns and we stopped at some room that had a small bed that had a ripped blanket and one pillow. With a door to I think the bathroom I don't want to go in there, only if I needed to. And one dresser that looked liked it could fall apart any day. The wallpaper on the room was coming down. And there was no light in here. This place looked... I can't even find the right word for it but I know its bad.
I looked back over to Jason to see he have a disguised look. I don't know if it was of the room or me.
WAIT.
Why would I think he's disguised of me? And why would I care?
"You better get some sleep got to get up early." He said. But before he closed the door he said,
"By the way, please don't call me sir just call me that when my dads around. Just call me Jason." And he left me in the dark.
YOU ARE READING
I Got Kidnapped, And I Think I Love Him
Teen FictionDON'T READ THIS STORY!! I WOTE IT WHEN I WAS 10 OR 11 AND IT IS SO BAD, but if you want to, then be my guess. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ Amanda Borow is a normal orange teenage girl with a abuse father. ...