Taken

Chapter 13

When I wake up I feel weak and I am in a taxi cab. I look to my side and Ryan is looking out the window. I look around and I knew I wasn't in China anymore. The street names were in Spanish so I figured we were in Mexico or South America or Spain. I try to say something but I end up mumbling. Ryan turns to look at me and then turns back to the window. I hated him. I try unbuckling myself but I was barely able to raise my hand. My arms felt like jelly. He must have drugged me again like last time. I give up and sleep takes over me.

I wake up noticing that I was in a room with only a bed in the center, a bed side table, and a chair next to the bed. I look down at myself and notice I was no longer wearing the dress from the masquerade ball, I was now wearing a simple plain T-shirt and jeans. I had little strength and I figured the drugs were barely wearing off.

"Are you hungry?" Ryan's says from the door. I don't answer him, I just turn my head.

"Bay," he says and walks closer to me to sit down on the chair facing me, "don't hate me." He combs my hair back.

"Don't touch me," I say and try to move away but my arms were tied. He gets up and leaves. As soon as he left, I took the moment to flip myself over on my stomach. I pulled my mouth closer to the knots on my wrists and started tugging on them. The knots were so tight I struggled to losen them. I pulled on the rope and tried untyting myself with my teeth but it seemed hopeless. After a while, I manage to losen it. I heard footsteps and I soon felt anxious to untie myself. I tugged on the knots with my teeth and as soon as the door opened I freed myself. Ryan came rushing over to me as I stood up and he pinned me back down on the bed. 

"Please," I start.

"I'm sorry," he says and brings my hands up against the headboard to tie my hands once again. This time he ties my feet to the foot of the bed. He grabs the bowl I didnt notice he had brought in and brings a spoonful of soup up to my mouth. I protest and keep my mouth shut.

"You have to eat, you haven't ate in a whole day," he says. I turn away not wanting to look at him. He had dissapointed me, I had trusted him, heck I let him kiss me thinking he was being honest with me. I feel him get off of the bed and when I turn he is already out the door leaving behind the soup. Like if i was able to eat it myself.

It was so boring. I couldn't do anything or move. My hands ached and  I felt the rope dig deeper into my skin. I knew they were going to fall off soon. To make it worse I had to pee.

"Ryan?" I call out. I wasn't going to let my bladder explode just because I was mad at him.

"Yea?" he said standing in the doorway.

"I need to pee," I say and look at the ropes emphazising him to untie me. He smiles and walks out of the room. What?! was he going to make me pee on the bed? I hold my bladder knowing that in any minute it was going to explode. He then comes in holding something in his hand.

"Whats that?" I ask.

"This," he says and raises it, "is something for when you try to escape," he grins and looks at me. I still looked confused, I still didnt know what it was.

"You see, I just press here and it shoots out something that will shock you," he says happy as ever. My eyes grow huge, it was a taser.

"Can you untie me now? I really have to pee." I say. He comes over and unties me. He leads me to a bathroom outside of the room and waits outside for me. He grabs me by the arm and leads me back to the room.

"No, it hurts," I say as he tried to tie my hands back to the bed. I raised my hands so he could see the rope burns I knew I had and probably looked disgusting.

"Okay, but remember, you try something and I will taser you," he says. I nod. We stay there in silence. I had so many questions to ask him. I wanted to know everything. I wanted the truth and not lies or half truths. I look at my feet and try to build the nerves to ask him. I didn't know what to ask him. I finally build the nerve to ask and i open my mouth to find the words.

"I am sorry," he says. I look at him. He looked truly sorry.

"Why?" I ask, "Why did you really kidnap me?" I continue to stare at him. looking deep into his brown eyes. i was determined to get the truth. He looks back at me and takes a deep breath.

"Let's just say I took you to protect you," he says. "Consider me as your Guardian Angel or Protector," he says.

"Protect me from what?" I ask not understanding.

"From people and things," he says not once breaking eye contact.

"People like Tom?" I ask trying to connect the dots. He nods.

"How -" I start but he cuts me off, "No more questions, just trust me okay?" he says. I look at his brown eyes. I didn't know if to trust him or not. "I don't know if I can," I say.

"I never planned on hurting you, and I won't do it anymore," He says. But i stay silent. He had hurt me before.

"In fact," he starts, "If you want to leave you can, I won't hold you back anymore," he says and takes off the batteries from the taser. Was he serious? Was I finally free? I tried hiding my excitement. I WAS FINALLY FREE!!

"Just don't leave tonight, its dark outside, you can stay here for the night," he says and walks outside of the room.

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A/N: Will she leave? :o

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