Justin's POV As I look at myself in the mirror I wonder, am I doing the right thing? I mean I know kidnapping her isn't the "right thing" to do but I have to. I know I'm not the type of guy she'd go for in real life, but I HAVE to have her in my life. I know I could go to prison and have an extremely long sentence but you do what you have to do for the ones you love. Right?
The Next Morning Zaida's POV Saying I have no clue what yesterday was all about is an understatement. I wonder what we'll do today. I hate having someone choose what I do and what I wear, it makes me have flashbacks of unpleasant memories. Being imprisoned here by Justin makes me think of her when I much rather forget.
I have no idea what time it is because there's no clocks. It's so boring hanging around in here. Just waiting for Justin to dress me up and throw me around like a rag doll. He's so confusing, so hard to read. I don't understand how he "loves" me, but has never talked to me until now. How have I not noticed him watching me all this time? What's this process he talks about all the time or me supposedly not being ready? So many unanswered questions. What I need is answers.
I decided about half an hour ago I'd get ready when I saw Justin filled the armoire with cute clothes. Everything is really expensive and exclusive. Me being the simple girl I am I chose to wear some Levi's and a sweatshirt with Chanel across the front.
Pretty soon the cycle begins.
"Can I come in?" Justin asks from the other side of the locked bedroom door.
"If I said no you'd still barge in so yeah I guess." I rudely state.
He unlocks the door and sits himself on the bed.
"How'd you sleep?" He questions while trying to hug me. I shift away from him. He's dressed the same everyday, an expensive 3 piece suit and a different hand painted mask. This mask however doesn't have a mouth hole making it 10000000x creepier.
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"Kiss me" Justin blurts leaning towards me.
"Bro what the fuck! Back up." I jump to my feet. This weirdo wants me to kiss his mask. I think not.
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