Melody of the Night

Chapter 8: Mistaken

"There is one thing that you will learn about me quickly darling, is that I do not lie" he said in a very malicious tone

"well then I disagree with your thought process." she came back

"well then I guess your not going to agree to come into town with me today so I can treat you to an outstanding dinner served by only the finest of them all."

"well when it comes to food I cant say no..." she giggled

"perfect then its set, first I will make you some French toast, then we will set off for a morning full of romantic site seeing, then to Chef Baroley's for some legendary stuffed shells, then off to shop for anything you can imagine, which will then be lead by our outstanding dinner for two, and we will end the night how ever you would like." he said in a romantic manner

"alright, I guess its a date" she said with confidents.

Aisayike smiled at her and then proceeded on with the first part of the date. Megan stayed quietly on the bed, trying as hard as she could to maintain her self and not have a fifteen year old moment and start jumping up and down. She layed herself back on the bed and just smiled to her self until her cheeks started to hurt. All of the sudden she heard foot steps walking by the door, she ignored them thinking it was just Aisayike getting ready to come in on his noble stead and take her off to never ever land to live happily ever after. Sadly she was mistaken.

The door opens and she layed there silent not making any movement in hope that Aisayike would stop being such a gentleman, and start taken advantage of what is clearly all his for the taken. She shut her eyes to make it seem like she had no idea anyone was even in the room, before she got the chance to see, she felt a thick blanket wrap her up. She then started to scream, not understand what was going on. She felt the blanket lift up off the bed and be placed on the floor. She then felt a weird sensation of something lifting up. She had finally realized that she wasn't only wrapped up in a blanket but her defenseless body was now in a bag.

She kept screaming but it seemed that no one could hear her; she tried to scream a few more times. She realized that her attempts of getting out of this bag was a chance that she wasn't gonna get. She started thrashing around in hopes that maybe who ever had her would let her go, but all that was doing was making her weak. She just stayed there and did nothing, that all she could do. She heard people talking in the background, so she stayed very still and let her ears do all the work.

"Did you get her?" a deep voice said from a short distance

"yes sir, I did. I don't blame him for wanting her, she looks like a nice piece of eye candy" said the man holding the bag

"get her out of here, he doesn't need distractions in his life. You see what happened to his pops when he met Gabriella, exactly what I told him would happen!" the deep voice snapped

"and what do you want me to do with her sir?"

"GET HER OUT OF HERE THATS WHAT! I don't give a fuck if you burry her alive or fucking sell her, just get her the fuck out of here!"

The bag and the man carrying it started to move. The door started to open and then a loud yell came from across the room.

"AND I SWEAR SMALLS, IF YOU FUCK THIS UP IN ANYWAY I WILL PERSONALLY SLICE YOUR NECK IN FRONT OF A MIRROR SO YOU CAN WATCH YOU PATHEDIC LIFE SLOWLY DRAIN AWAY!!!"

"don't worry sir, you wont be disappointed" he said with his heart practically jumping out of his mouth.

The bag started rocking again, and the door slammed behind them. Megan reliezed that this was a very bad situation.