Chapter 3

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Destiny's POV

I wasn't going to tell Aimee yet but the guy who grabbed me, once I got a good look at him was REALLY hot, but this guy just kidnapped me so.... yeah that makes him a no fly zone. I mean no matter how mouth wateringly hot a guy is you don't crush on them after the kidnap you. 

"Are you hungry?" he asks me, even though the other guy asked and I said no. I sigh and nod. 

"Just a little bit, I'll be fine for now." I try being polite and doing what I'm told because they say that's what's supposed to keep me from getting killed. Aimee and I are seriously to young to die, I'm only 15 and she's 16, so being a good girl is essential right now. Other wise I would have beat his ass by now. 'His sexy ass' my sub-conches giggles. not gonna lie though, he does have a nice ass, and beautiful blackish brown hair, angel white skin, and icy blue eyes. He was completely and utterly gorgeous.  

"No, you need to eat something. You need the energy... and some meat on those bones, Jesus your fucking tiny." He does a weird face. "Sorry, I shouldn't be cursing I front of you." I scoff. 

"I'm 15, not 2 you ass." Well there goes good girl. Before I can even think, I'm pinned to the wall an he is gripping my wrist tightly.  

"What the actual fuck did you just call me!?" I cringe at his harshness. 

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry." He holds tighter, damn this guy is strong. "Ow! Stop! Your hurting me!" But unfortunately before he hears me there is a bone breaking crunch, pain shoots up my left arm. I'm screaming bloody murder. his face softens and he starts flipping out. 

"OH MY GOD!!!" Thankfully before he touches me again, Aimee and the other guy come storming in. the two guys argue while I cry into Aimee's chest. 

"It's gonna be okay Destiny. I promise."  

"It hurts so fucking much!" I shove in between the fighting men. "You," I point to the shorter guy. "take me to get some help now or so help me god. I will make sure you don't have babies." I turn to asshole, "and you." I get in his face as much as I can. "You sit better stay the fuck away from me and my friend." he looks at the floor and nods slowly. "Let's go." We walk out to the car but asshole has to come with us, to make sure Aimee and I don't pull anything. 'Way to go dipshit.' My stupid sub-conches scolds me. 'He is so totally ducking sexy! seriously, if this were my body, I would have down some major things to him by now.' I block her out, not wanting to hear her rant about his amazing ass, or probably sexy body. I notice shorty giving me a disturbed look. "What?" he shakes his head. 

"Nothing." He grins evilly.

Well turns out that dickhead broke my arm! Oh he is so lucky he isn't dead right now. Oh well, lets just say, revenge is sweet.

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