Kidnapped by Him

Chapter 1

Belle's POV

I wake up to my annoying alarm clock going off. Groaning I drag myself out of bed; literally. I'm not a morning person at all. I walk down the stairs feeling a bit like a zombie. Rubbing at my eyes I head for the bathroom. I grimace at my reflection.

I go to the shower and turn it on hoping for some warm water that never comes. Goosebumps cover my skin from the lukewarm water. Only adding to my sucky morning so far. After I'm done I jump out wrapping myself tightly in the towel running up to my room. Searching for my iPhone I plug it in to my stereo and blast pandora. I like my music extremely loud. I walk down to the basement to wake up my bum sister Anabella. She is starting high school today. Ana has a dark tan and her curvy frame can do more than help in a fight. Ana and I can fight real good because well it's in our family blood along with anger issues. She takes after my moms looks with her long light brown hair and cute brown eyes.

We have a really strong bond half the time and we can really have a brawl. She plays volleyball like me and has my smarts just like our mom. We don't really take after dad. He left a while back when we were really young. We have a step father but I don't consider him that. He is my father and I say that because he raised me at such a young age I will always admire him for that. I'm a daddy's girl too so yeah he loves me. I start hitting Ana with the pillow until she wakes up then I tickle her and she kicks me in my thigh. Hissing in pain I hold my thigh glaring at her. She laughs and leaves her room for the shower.(I call her Ana because I'm always too lazy to call her Anabella. Usually she calls me belle or isa because my real name is Isabella but I rather be called belle.)

I pick out my outfit for the day and get ready. Picking out a pair of black jeggings to match my hair and a nice green ruffle blouse. I put on my all black converse and brown leather jacket. I spray perfume for the finishing touch and look at myself in the mirror. I see a girl with dark green eyes with long black lashes, freckles and rosy cheeks, red lips, and long black looking hair reaching my stomach. I have never worn make up in my entire life. My parents don't allow it and I really don't care. My hair is not black just looks like it. It's really just a very dark brown. I walk downstairs grabbing my keys and walk out the door.

I never see my parents because when they aren't working I'm at school or at volleyball practice or working out at the school gym. That's okay to me though because they work so hard for my sister and I to be happy. I love them so much I wish I saw them more often. So no need to call out a goodbye to anyone before I leave. As a birthday present when I turned 16 they got me a sleek black car. I adore the color black. Anabella comes out of the house and I jump in the drivers seat. Throwing my backpack and volleyball bag in the back. Driving to my friends house a couple blocks down I text him that I'm outside. I met him my first year at my high school. He was always there and we hit it off from the start. We were like a puzzle that clicked together. He comes outside and gets in giving me a warm smile.

"Hey belles" he says. I hug him over the seat and we start talking about our classes with my sister.

"Don't be nervous Ana it'll be fine" I say keeping my eyes on the road.

"Yeah the boys are only big pervs so nothing to worry about." Damien says
I punch him on the arm with all I can while driving to school.

"Ow!" Damien exclaims

"You are a wus!! My sister isn't even that strong!" Ana says

"Hey! Yes I am strong!"I say pouting out my lip slightly.

We all start laughing and start to near the school. I'm tired but I don't show it because I know soon I will be happy to see my friends. I need to show Anabella that high school can be fun and she needs to take a chill pill before I shove it down her throat.

Once the school comes into view Anabella gasps and we laugh at her. Obviously she didn't think the school was this huge. Also she probably sees all the guys that come to this school walking in. I know the feeling is what I'm tempted to say. Parking in the parking lot ignoring the stares I turn to her.

"Ready?" I ask

She sits there unmoving a blank look on her face,"Is it to late to turn back?" She asks

Authors Note:
Alright all my readers out there. Please please please VOTE COMMENT FOLLOW!!! I'm revising parts of my story. Hope you loved it let me know what you think.