The Capture

Chapter.14 "did we have sex?"

-Madison's POV-

"I was jealous..."

I blurted out unknowingly, but it was the cold truth. I don't know why I was but I was. His look stiffened at my response. As if he was almost as shocked by my words as I was. Nothing but silence engulfed us... A awkward silence.

"You were jealous?"

He managed to choke out. I slowly nodded my head. I didn't want to speak.. I couldn't. I don't like him... Do I? No of course not. Then why was I jealous? Maybe because that skanky bitch was macking on Justin instead of him kissing you... Woah. My thoughts are getting a little weird now. But the thought of kissing him isn't so bad... Yes it is! He is a criminal! But he likes you... ALOT! But he killed your parents... But there must be a reason to why! He took you and your brother... He wanted me with him! Oh my god.. I notice Justin has a smirk upon his lips as he stared into my eyes. Why is he smirking?! He rose to his feet and rose me to mine. He placed his hands on both of my hips and brought me towards him. No words were exchanged, just us looking at each other. I want answers about his life... And I know he probably wants answers to why I was jealous. But before my thoughts could continue I could feel his warm breath hover my lips, before I knew it. Our lips were connected. Do I kiss back?! He's kissing me... I can't help it, his lips are so soft and kissable. Kiss back Madison... I pushed my lips back on his as we both shared the same amount of it. I could feel his tongue graze against my bottom lip wanting entrance. Do it... I part my lips enough for him to enter. Our tongues now fighting for dominance as our lips collided in perfect sync. It was like nobody else was here but us. Just us in our own world. I felt myself fall back first on the bed and him landing on top of me. We let out a laugh and soon continued kissing. I can't tell if I'm kissing him by choice... Or if the alcohol is coming back to me. But from there... It all became hazy.

* Next Morning *

I woke up to a pounding headache and groaning. I squint my eyes open then widen them to full view. I lean myself up by my elbows and look beside me and see Justin shirtless fast asleep. What? I sit up and feel pain dive through my head.

"Owe."

I mutter under my breath and grab my head. But soon pull the sheets up to cover my bare chest. What happened last night?! I slowly look under the sheets and see Justin had his boxers on, and I had my underwear on. But why is my bra and shirt off? Did I sleep with him?! Oh god no.

"WAKE UP NOW!"

I shout and shake Justin's body. He lets out a couple of groans but soon wakes up and rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

"The fuck you do that for?!"

He croaks in a tired morning voice.

"More like the fuck happened last night! Why am I half naked in your bed with you shirtless?! What happened?! Why does my head hurt so god damn bad?"

I barged with all these questions but soon came back to me as I remembered getting in a fight with that girl... Getting drunk... And kissing Justin. It's all I remember. What else happened?! A smile appears on his face but quickly went away when I wrapped the blanket around my body and got out from the bed.

"Did we have sex last night?!"

I practically yelled. Please say we didn't please! He sat himself up and scratched the back of his neck and dug his hand through his morning hair which I have to admit is kind of hot.. Oh stop! Ugh'

"No we didn't... You were a little out of it I think.. And we kissed, made out. We were gonna do it but I stopped you. I knew it would be a drunken mistake and that's not fair to you to be taken advantage of."

He implied and got out of bed going over to his dresser to pick himself out a outfit. Really? He actually didn't take that advantage. I would think someone like him would.. Maybe he isn't all that bad. But then again, maybe he is. I looked away as he stripped down and got dressed. Did he really just change in front of me? Speaking of changing... What am I going to wear?!

"Thanks... Um. What am I suppose to wear? You know.. Since all my stuff is back at my house?"

I asked. He blank expression soon turned to a brighten face.

"Follow me."

He held out his hand for me to take. I hesitated but went with it. As long as I get some clothes on, then I don't care. He walked me down the hall to a room that was next door to his room. It was a plain white walled room with a chestnut colored dresser, and a queen sized bed with a pink comforter, a matching chestnut nightstand to the dresser and then a closet and connected bathroom. It is a lot like Justin's, except this is for a girl and is more plain and un used.

"This is suppose to be your room... I uh. I designed it kind of. Um. I bought you a ton of clothes. I think more then you probably already owned.. Maybe. I don't know. The closet is full of shoes and outfits, the dresser is full of clothes as well. I got you the usual girl accessories and items, which are in the bathroom. And well yeah. I- is it okay?"

He explained to me showing me everything in the room. He did this? Wow, he must have been planning this for a long time. I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of underwear and a bra. Wow.. He knows my sizes and everything. I have to admit it is creepy but the styles are a good choice. I opened another drawer and took out a pair of sweat pants from Pink. And a matching tank top.

"Uh.. Yeah. I like it."

I mumbled sending him a smile. It really was nice of him but... I would prefer my bedroom back home. But I know that is never going to happen. I hold the outfit in one arm as I held the blanket securely around my petite body not wanting it to fall. He was about to walk out of the room until I told him to stop. He looked at me confused.

"Wait... Just wait there. I'm going to change."

I spoke in a quick pace and ran into the bathroom. I shut the door and dropped the blanket. I slipped on my bra and underwear along with the sweat pants and tank top. Fresh clothes... Thank god. I spotted a hair brush, and perfume on the counter top along with accessories, a toothbrush, and makeup. I wondered over to the shower and saw all kinds of shampoos and conditioners lined up on one of those small rack things that hang on the side of the shower to hold and condiments for washing. I looked at the cabinet on the wall above the toilet and saw it was packed with lotions and hand towelettes and soaps. Wow he really did shop. I saw a pack of hair ties and pulled them out. I picked up the hair brush and combed through my knotted tangled hair making it soon smooth and knot free. I grabbed a hair tie and pulled my hair up into a high pony tail. I looked in the mirror and saw my previous makeup had somewhat smudged. Uh wow so attractive... Sense the sarcasm. I grab a towel and wipe my face off with the warm water running from the sink. I switch knobs so the cool water was running and put the toothbrush under it. I picked up the toothpaste tube and squirted a fair amount on the toothbrush bristles and started to brush my teeth leaving them white and clean. I rinse off the brush and lay it back down on the counter and take one last look in the mirror. Well I look better then before. I see the bottle of perfume and sniff it. It actually didn't smell bad. I spritz it two or three times , one on my neck and two going across my main body. I placed it back down and exited the bathroom. Justin was sitting on the edge of the bed fumbling with his fingers waiting for me. I let out a awkward cough letting him know I was out and he immediately sat up and looked at me.

"You clean up nicely.."

He smiled faintly and looked back at his fingers. I didn't know what to say to him really.. Last night was... A huge mistake. But I don't think he knows that. I mean, I don't care if it was a mistake really. I kind of enjoyed it well, the part I remembered. But there was still something I needed to know. Why he killed my parents... What was their history?

"Justin.. Can I ask you something?"

I asked kindly as I sat down beside him but criss crossed on to the bed making him have to turn slightly to talk. He nodded his head for me to continue. I took in a deep breath before asking.

"What happened between my parents and you that made you kill them?"