The Kidnapped Orphan

Morning

I pulled back after getting my head straight. What was I thinking? I shouldn't be kissing him at all! I looked the other way in embarrassment. I didn't want to see the sight of him.

"So you liked it, eh?" He said, pulling me closer to him.

I was now Inbetween his legs and I didn't even notice he was kissing my neck.

"Stop!" I shouted, getting up onto my feet.

"What?" He looked as if we were now a couple.

I started walking around the room, feeling guilty and nervous. I don't know why I kissed him. I don't know why I enjoyed this but all I know is I am regretting this and I want to go home. I walked round to the other side of the bed and laid on it, despite the fact he was on it too. He came closer to me, as I felt cold and sick. He put his arm around me, pulling me into him. I gasped. I looked up at him with a smirk as he was singing twinkle twinkle little star.

"I'm not a baby, you know?" I said.

He ignored me and carried on singing.

"How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle twin-" I cut him off. "Stop singing. I am not a damn baby." I yelled. "You are to me, babe." He winked.

I started to become tired and I wanted this night to be over. I closed my eyes, aware of him in a hugging position and drifted off asleep.

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Joseph's pov (kidnapper)

I watched her sleep like a baby. She was well cute. Her soft breaths of hair were light. I wrapped her up in a blanket and kissed the top of he forehead. She felt so smooth. I got off the bed and walked towards the door, closing it behind me and locking it. I felt so guilty. I didn't want to be the kidnapper anymore. I just wanted to give her back. My sister reminds me of her and she was cute too. Why did I do this? I just need to prove to her, I'm going to be harmless now and hopefully we can actually live together like father and daughter...wait...what am I saying!? I am her kidnapper and I'm going to keep her without any permission. She'll do what I say or she'll take the punishment.

I walked into the kitchen and got myself a small chocolate bar. I want to keep my shape how it is. Keep all my strong mucles and my six pack. I took a bite of it and made myself a glass of orange juice. I never normally have orange juice but I want to be good looking for Delilah. I winked at myself in the mirror and went into the living room. It seemed peaceful. Daisy was fast asleep, it was night, it was like heaven. I took out form sheets that the adult at the orphanage gave me. There were tons of information about Delilah that I had not known and I apparently had to look after her well..

'Name: Delilah Smith.

Age: 12.

D.O.B: 08/03/01

From: Britain, England.

Problems;

Delilah has issues at the Orphanage that she may overcome in a different school and home if you take on the role of the Father. She suffers from shyness. She is extremely shy unless she feels like she's in danger, she'll defend herself and be too mischievous. She gets bullied at the home by a group of people. My care workers haven't done anything about this situation, so you'll have to. She did get abused by several staff who are now fired. That's why she is not confident enough and she is scared of anyone who goes too close to her. She also has allergies such as; Daffodils, Bleach and Tomatoes.

Please take extremely good care of her and bring her back at 11:00am. If you have done a good job, you'll get to look after her for a week and if you accomplish that, you'll get to adopt her. We just want to be certain you're good enough and you can look after her well with these problems.