Lonely Life ~A Kellin Quinn Fanfiction~

Unwanted Explanations

After being in the car riding to wherever, we finally stop. I've been calm the whole ride, hoping something would happen to help me. I can't open the doors or anything. Kellin, please find me...

I stay quiet as they get out. Then, my door opens with a gun pointing at me. "Get out and follow her." I get out, and the girl starts walking. We're at... Someone's house?

Confused and scared, I continue to listen to them. My eyes are watering up even more.

I follow them inside a cozy, small house with dim lights. The girl walks into another room and the man leaves the gun from my head. They lock the door behind me. The man points to a chair in the room and I sit. Lightly and quietly crying, I look down at my feet. The girl walks back out, whispering something to the dude. Then, he proceeds to leave, locking the door again behind him. She faces me, as she throws the gun into another room. "So you know Kellin Quinn?" 

I look up at her. "Y-Yes... Why?"

She smirks and clicks her tongue as if she's disgusted. "Well it's funny how you followed us here without even a second thought."

"Well what was I suppose to do? There was a fucking gun to my head!" I say, yelling in anger.

"The gun had nothing in it, Dumbass." She fake laughs and sits down in another chair across from me, crossing her legs.

"Well how the fuck did you expect me to know?" I adjust myself in my seat, trying to think of a plan.

"I didn't, that's the point." She rolls her eyes. It goes silent for a moment.

I don't know if she has any weapons on her... Knives, a working gun, anything. I slide down in the chair a bit. I could try and go at her, but with me being pretty much just a thin person with no muscle what-so-ever, I'd probably lose in the blink of an eye. I look at the door, checking out the lock from the chair. It seems easy enough to unlock, but like I said, if she has someone waiting or if she finds out or sees me, then it's bad news. I couldn't even do it if she leaves if there's someone out there.

"Why am I here?" I say, sighing.

"Because! Kellin is mine! Okay? You're living with him, you have to be his girlfriend. If you aren't around him he'll forget about you in no time!" She smiles, seemingly happy at her plan.

"So... You kidnapped me, because you want Kellin?" I nod, disgusted. "You're one stupid son of a bitch, aren't you?"

"Shut your mouth, asshole. No one gives a shit what you think. All I want is Kellin to myself, okay!? You'll be here for a while. Soon enough he'll forget about your sorry ass." She stands up, and starts pacing the room back and forth.

"I'm not even his girlf-" Before I could finish, I was interrupted.

"Bull fucking shit! Who else is gonna live with him? Besides, not everyone would get that chance. You have to be. I don't see why he'd choose you anyways. Of all people, you! Gross..." She glares at me, sighing and mumbling.

"Have you ever fucking thought for one second I could be someone else? A friend, someone like a sister, maybe his friend's kid, anything! What makes you think I'm something like that to him, damn. You're jumping to so many conclusions. But let me tell you that when he finds out what happened he will not be happy." I try to sound threatening, probably failing.

"Yeah, yeah okay. Like that's true. He'll probably just go on looking for you, but once he realizes he can't find you he'll be over you within a bit of time. Then I can take your spot. Okay?" She has an attitude that sets me off a bit.

I stand up and walk towards her, which makes her stop pacing. We're like a foot from each other's face, glaring at each other. "If you think you're so right, how the fuck do you know I was living with him anyways? How do you know about this, huh? You look like Little Miss Fucking Drama Queen who's just an overly-obsessed fangirl who thinks she can get whatever the hell she wants by kidnapping someone!"

She reaches her hand up, as if she's ready to hit me. Then she speaks, "Because! I have my ways. Kellin can't have you! Okay? How do you know this is kidnap?? What if I just wanted to talk? Huh? What are you gonna do, Bitch? Call the cops? Oh... But you don't have your phone. Poor you." She snickers, still staying where she is.

I get fed up, and out of instinct, I hold my hand up and slap her with any strength I had. She inhales and holds her face, glaring. I back up, probably knowing what to do next. I run towards the door, trying to unlock it, before I get it in the back of my head by something hard. I fall into the wall, then to the floor. I grab hold of my aching head and my tears well up. I feel something wet on the palm of my hands. I put my hand in front of my face to see... Blood? I stand up, slowly and a bit dizzily. I went to try and hit her, missing at the fact I was dizzy. But within seconds later, I was blacked out, once again.