Someone had to be hitting my head with a brick.
I tried to open my eyes but I only let out a groan. Trying again but still didn't succeed.
The third time I tried I finally got them open. The place was bright or I must be seeing heaven. I feel light and fluffy. Well, just light. I tried to sit up but my limbs were sore. I picked up my hand and rubbed it against my temple to try to stop the banging in hollow trunk.
I felt a wrap on my forehead and felt around my head. It was wrapped around my head a couple of times but the thickness of it.
A knock on the door echoed through the empty room. I got a look around the room. The walls were white and flat screen TV was playing the news on it. There was a chair on my right side and a couch under the TV which wasn't made. I was on a hospital bed with a white sheet and a light blue quilt.
I looked towards the door and saw the man who kidnapped me. He staring out the window, not knowing I was awake.
I tried to clear my throat but it was dry. I looked around to find a cup or something. Nothing.
I opened my mouth to say something but I closed it suddenly.
He was still staring out the window. His facial expression changed constantly. Confused, angry, sad. It was a pattern. He kept thinking of one memory. He slipped up one time.
Confused, Anger, Sadness, Happiness.
He smile a really smile and looked over towards me. Pure joy was dancing in his blue eyes. When they hit me. He turned cold again. I wanted to shrink back into the bed and let him have his moment. He started walking towards me.
Once he was towering over me, he grabbed a cup with water in it. Was he reading my mind? He bent down and put the cups rim on my lips.
"Open up." He commanded. I opened my mouth and drank the water. I was done with the water and closed my mouth. He put the cup on a bedside table and moved the chair from the corner next to my bed, directing it towards me. He sat down and crossed his left leg over his right and put his elbows on the corners of his knees. He leaned forward and started to talk.
"Thought you could run away, Sweetheart." He said while smirking. I would slap that off of his face if I could move.
"Stop with the names. Call me by my real and governmental name."
"I don't think that you used governmental right."
"Stop being a smarties pants and leave." I snap backed at him. I crossed my arms across my chest and leaned back into the bed.
"I would stop talking back if I were you." He growled.
"I don't think you would. You know what you would do and-"
He put his big hand over my mouth and said:
"Stop being a smart*ss. You know there are cameras all over here."
"I don't f*cking care just get me outta here." I demanded. He was really getting on my nerves.
"Shhhhhh be quiet!"
"When are we leaving?"
"Now, get up." He stated.
"I can't."
"Why?" He asked.
I gave him a dumb look and said:
"I just can't."
"Then I'll carry you." He stated.
He slowly walked over and brushed my hair out of my face. Then he carefully picked me up like he didn't want a single body cell to get touched by anyone else. He held me like a baby, soft and gentle but at the same time tight and trust worthy. He carried me to a white mini van and put me in the passenger seat. It was raining. Thundering.
He drove while I looked out the window. I was going to go crazy if I didnt get out of the hospital. The white walls and uncomfortable beds and the people. Crazy.
Well, I'm getting out of that mental institution but just getting my a** back in trouble. It was a while till one of us broke the silence and it wasn't me.
"Are you hungry?" He asked.
"No." I stated.
"Ok."
"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.
"You will see."
God, he's going to kill me.
"No tell me."
"To my house. God you got to know every damn thing, don't you." He asked or stated. Probably stated.
The rest of the ride was silent accept for the radio and the sound of the rain smacking my window. I watch as we pull into his garage. I turn to him.
"Why did you take me to the hospital?"
"You were hurt."
"I thought you wanted to hurt me." I spoke quietly.
"Why do you think that?" He turned towards me with a look of curious.
"I don't know. You didn't give a good first impression."
"Well I'm not going to hurt you." He said.
"Are you scared of me?" He asked bluntly.
"Pfffff nope." I popped the 'p'.
"You are , aren't you?
"Nope, just nervous. I don't know what you have up your sleeve." I stated truthfully.
He got out of the car and came to my side. He picked me up the same way and carried me through the house till we got into a brown room. In the back left corner a blue king size bed, to the right a blue dresser with a creme bunny on top. In the front right corner was another dresser with a brown stereo on top. It was big. Really big. There were pictures in frames, posters and stickers all over the walls.
It looked like a kids room.
"Is this your room?"
"Yeah."
I broke into a loud laugh
"Are you for real, this looks like a child's room!" I said.
He rolled his eyes.
"Whatever."
He slowly walked over to his bed and sit me on the bed. Then he ran to his door and shut it.
He slowly walks toward me and I become scared. I'm sitting on the bed and I feel like I can move again. I slowly pick up my arm and it goes up. Thank god I could move again. He makes his way to me and I sit up straighter and put on a fake smile. He gets on the bed with me and he stares a hole through my eyes. I look down and then back up at his eyes we sit there for what seemed like for ever. He got on his knees and it felt like he was leaning over me. I kept leaning back and then I fell on my back. I put my arms behind me, man his bed is so soft and tried to pick myself back up and he put his hand on my chest and pushed me back down. I quickly fixed myself to where I was laying flat on my back with my legs between his legs.
How did we get like this?
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