Promise

➼Chapter 1➼

I woke up to the sound of a loud radio. My mouth was stuffed and my lips were taped. I was in a small space. I think it was the trunk of a car because every so often I could hear car horns beeping. I didn't make a noise or even move. I knew if I did this I would only be causing more trouble for myself.

The car started to slow down and eventually came to a stop. I heard the door open and footsteps heading towards the trunk. I felt myself starting to shake. I tried to force myself to stop but it wasn't working. I was scared, very scared. Hot tears began streaming down my face. Fighting back the urge of the tears was almost impossible. With tears still running down my face I heard the trunk pop open. A hand started slowly lifting it up. There standing in front of me was an attractive boy.

He looked to be about 6'4. He had tanned skin, a chiseled face, dark hair, and these green eyes that I could stare into for hours. I couldn't help but be fascinated by his looks. Everything about him seemed perfect except for the fact that he just kidnapped me. When the word kidnapped ran through my brain I wanted to hurt him. But I couldn't, I didn't know how violent he was or why he even kidnapped me. All I knew is that I got put in a trunk sometime this afternoon.

The boy grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder like I was some rag doll. I wish I could punch him so badly. But the only thing that was stopping me was getting home in one piece. He carried me inside this large house and brought me down to this basement. The basement had hardwood floors, a bed, tv, a bathroom, and a small kitchen . I looked around very confused. The boy started walking over to me. As he took one step closer I went back one step until I hit a wall. I could not move once I hit the wall so I prayed that this attractive boy was not going to hurt me. My prayers were sent quickly because the boy took the tape off my mouth, took the rag out of my mouth, and wiped away the tears that I still didn't know were trickling down my face.

"You don't have to be afraid of me", he whispered

I nodded my head and watched the boy slowly walk up the stairs.

I decided that I needed to get some sleep. I walked over to the bed that was made. I untucked the sheet slipped my body underneath the covers and rested my head onto the pillow. I layed there with my eyes closed trying to remember what happened earlier today. Information started to fill my brain and then suddenly all the pieces came together to form the puzzle.

I remember my mom and I had gotten into a fight over something so silly, I needed to clear my head so I went for a walk. I was 3 streets away from my house when a black car pulled up on the side of me. The person who was driving was the boy. The one who told me not to be afraid of him. The boy got out of his car and came closer to me. He put a rag on my face and I instantly blacked out. He must have then dragged me to the trunk and stuffed my mouth with the rag and put tape over it.

With all the pieces of the puzzle put together I slowly started to drift into a sleep.

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I woke up to footsteps walking down the stairs in the basement. I turned my face quickly to see the boy's green eyes staring at me.

He looked at me a few seconds longer and then said, "My boss wants to see you now."

    "Boss?"

"Yes, the person who told me to take you.", the boy replied.

"Okay, I'll head upstairs as long as you tell me your name."

The boy took a step closer and said, "My name is Ashton."

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I walked up the stairs behind Ashton. Once I was finished climbing them, Ashton led me to this big table. I sat at one end while Ashton just stood behind me. Soon I heard heavy footsteps coming towards the dining room. This man appeared in the doorway. He was about 5'11, in his 40's, had black hair, and black eyes too. I watched him as he took the seat at the opposite side of the table from me. He let out a little cough and then began to speak.