You Kidnapped Best friends.

Chapter ten

April's POV-

I'm not going to lie... Ethan's house is just like the house I thought I would live in when I grew up. However I'm definitely not okay with this situation.
And he has the nerve to asking me why I was mad. I just had my life completely taken away from me and I am being forced to live with a pervert old man. I have a right to be pissed off. How can he actually think any of this is okay. He stalked me for years I cant believe I never noticed. He's insane.

I was going to run as soon as he opened the car door but before I could get out he griped my arm hard. Even though I groaned I don't think he knew that his grip hurt me. If he did, then he liked it because he looked genuinely happy, asshole.

We walked up the door step and right away I noticed the security cameras.

" I like to know who's at the door before I open it" he said

"That's what peepholes are for." I said

"Yeah but this way I don't have to go to the door is just to see who it is" he said.

We walked in to the house and it was empty. When he said he didn't have much furniture he wasn't joking. There is like 4 chairs in the whole house and two beds.

He showed me the living room first but there wasn't much to see. Then the kitchen, which was huge...my mom would have loved to cook in here. Next he showed me my bathroom it was decent sized the only thing was that it didn't have a shower curtain along the shower. Last he showed me the bedrooms.

My heart sank when he showed me his. I remembered that Emily said he wanted to have sex with me and I felt sick walking into his room. Like all the other rooms , hardly anything to see.

My room is a little smaller than his was, but I could careless. Besides outside, my room was the only place in the whole house that has a camera in the room. Looks like I am going to change in the bathroom.

We sat in the fold out chairs in the living room in silence I didn't know what to do so I just sat there staring at the floor.

"Was that from me?" He said in a sad voice

I looked down at my forearm and there was a red hand print from when he griped there. Its going to bruise, I have always bruised easily.

"Yeah it is thanks"

"April I am so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you I would never hurt you I didn't realize how tight I was holding you I'm sorry" he said in one breath.

I didn't say anything

He was quiet for a while but then got up and said " I'm going to get some food what do you want"

Instantly I replied "to get the fuck out of here "

He looked surprised at first then hurt and then mad " what do you want to eat"

" I don't care you bastard ." I got up to and pushed past him and ran to my room.

He followed me and looked angry. "what the hell is your fucking problem I've been nothing but nice to you and your just being a little shit!" He yells before he roughly pushes me down onto my twin bed.

My head hit the wall and my vision blurred. It was too late but I remembered that Emily told me not to piss him off.

I started crying not because my head hurt like hell but because he yelled at me. I don't like when people yell at me- I always cry.

My crying surprised him and he looked really sad he dropped down to his knees and reached out for my head. It stung when his hand touched it- my wound opened up. "April I'm sorry I forgot about your head "