MY VAMPIRE KIDNAPPER

Chapter nine

Authors note: hi my readers. Im sorry for not updating in a while.

The only reason I updated now is because I'm sick at home.

Well enjoy this chapter :)
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Ricky and Ian both leave the room, leaving me alone tied to this stupid bed.

15 minutes later Ricky comes into the room.

"We're leaving." He states.

He walks over to me and roughly unites my legs. He then walks up and again roughly unties my hands.

I pull my hands and legs close to me and look at my rope burns.

As I'm looking at them Ricky grabs my wrist to pull me along.

"Owwww!" I shriek.

"What the hell? Why are you yelling?" He asks me impatiently.

"Hmmmmm, I don't know, maybe because you just grabbed my raw wrist after I've been tied up, like, all day." I snap.

"Whatever." He says as he grabs my wrist tighter.

He pulls me into the hallway and leads me to the elevater.

He pushes me in and presses one of the buttons. The doors close and we start to move.

As we go down I jump. I must look like a toddler or something because Ricky looks at me confused.

"What?" I ask as a smile creeps on to my face.

I start to laugh at his confused face.

As I'm laughing he lets go of my wrist and I walk over to the other side of the elevater. I grab the railing on the one side and try to keep my eyes away from his.

I stare at my feet and try to pretend he's not there.

Then I feel his hands wrap around my waist. He turns me around and starts kissing me.

What is up with him always kissing me?

I try to pull away but he holds me in place.

I give up.

I give up with fighting him and I just stand there and try not to move at all.

*ding*

He quickly pulls away from me and fixes his clothes. The door opens and he grabs my wrist again and pulls me into the lobby of the hotel.

When we walk out Ian is standing there waiting for us.

"Where's Armelle?" Ricky demands as he walks towards Ian.

"She in the car waiting for you." Ian answers.

Ian grabs my other wrist and Ricky lets go of the wrist he was already holding.

"Be quick." Ricky warns.

He goes to the door and leaves.

Ian walks me to the desk and sits me down on a chair behind it.

He opens a drawer and searches threw it for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls out a roll of duct tape.

"Wait, what the hell are you doing!" I scream.

"Just shut up, we'll be at the house soon and we will take it off." He says calmly.

"NO! PLEASE NO! PLEA-" my screams get cut off by the duct tape as he slaps it over my face.

I bring my hands to my face and start to peel the tape off.

He grabs my wrists and tapes them together behind my back.

He looks into my eyes. I guess he can tell that I'm scared by looking into my eyes because he quickly looks away.

He grabs my hair and pulls me outside.

The smell of fresh air hits my nose. I haven't been outside since the night after Ricky's party. I erase the thought from my brain. I don't want to think about that night.

He pushes my head down and I sit down in the passenger seat of a black Honda Civic.

He walks around to the other side of the car and sits down in the drivers seat. He reaches over to me and buckles my seatbelt.

He reaches into the back seat and grabs something.

"Sorry." He says.

I look at him confused and he looks at me in pity.

He takes a piece of fabric that he grabbed from the back seat and ties it around my eyes so I can't see.

I sit there in silence for a couple of minutes. I wish I could ask how far we have to drive but my mouth is duct taped shut.

"Ohh, calm down little angel, it's only a two hour drive." Ian says breaking the silence.

Two hours? I hope he never talks to me again for this whole drive. I hate that stupid nickname.

I hope that one of the passing cars notices that I'm tied up and calls the police or something.

I can feel the car stop moving.

"Stay here little angel I will be right back." Ian whispers into my ear.

I can hear his seatbelt being unbuckled followed by the sound of his door being opened. And after that the worst noise, the sound of the car locking.

I sit there for about 20 minutes. Where is he?

I hear the doors unlocking and then Ian's door opening. Ian sits down and puts his seatbelt on. He closes the door and then starts the car.

"There, now I'm not hungry anymore and I don't have to worry about feeding from you." He says as the car starts to move.

"Wait did you just kill someone?" I ask in disbelief.

The car bumps up and I almost fall forward.

"Oops, did I leave him on the road?" Ian asks sarcastically.