The One He's Not

Angry Jerks & Kind Kidnappers

Angry Jerks & A Kind Kidnapper

KAT

When I open my eyes, all I can think is, who hit me with a bus?

My head feels like it has been run over repeatedly and to top things off, I feel nauseous from my body swaying back and forth.

Wait a second…

I wiggled my toes inside me shoes and felt my feet bob up and down in the air. I was most definitely not walking if my feet were swinging in the air, so how the hell am I getting motion sickness?

I look up at the sky groggily and first thing I see is a bunch of trees and the sky. The sky was now a purple-grey colour and the sun was long gone as far as I can tell. The air was brisk and it brought goose bumps to my arms, as well as a slight shiver.

On top of the freezing cold feeling, I also felt a strange source of heat on the one side of my body. I glanced to the side and quickly go rigid. I was currently being carried in someone’s arms.

In my brain, I panic, but on the outside, my body stays still, in fear that I might alert the strangers that I am conscious. Being extra careful, I close my eyes and listen to the sounds around me.

“Dude, you need to control yourself alright? She almost got us both killed,” An angry voice whispered. This voice sounded farther away, so I knew that the speaker of that voice wasn’t the person holding me.

I felt a faint rumble in the right side of my body. The person that was carrying me               must have laughed.

“Chill, Noel. All I said was that the girl is hot! I’m a guy, so sue me!”

“Just shut it, alright? Now that Frank is gone, we need to watch our ground extra carefully,” The angry voice named ‘Noel’ whispered.

“Yeah, your right,” My carrier tells him and with that, they continue to walk in silence.

Kat, what the hell have you gotten yourself into?

I have no idea where I am, I am being kidnapped, I am basically in shock, Dexter is probably worried sick as well as my family (well, I can only hope) and I am on the verge of vomiting on this random person’s chest due to the amount of panic I am under!

I don’t dare open my eyes, in fear that the attackers will kill me. Instead, I shut my eyes tighter and try to contain the immense panic that I am feeling.

“Dude, what the hell is that?” The one named ‘Noel’ grumbled. Ha, more like ‘Asshole Noel’ due to his huge attitude.

I could feel my carrier adjust his hold on me so he could get a better view at what the angry guy was talking about. He was holding me bridal style, so I could feel his bare arm brush mine. His skin was smooth and warm and because I felt like I was dying of hypothermia, I had the urge to cuddle deeper into his arms. I of course resisted this urge.

“Looks like there is a storm, we better take shelter before that hits,” my carrier says affirmatively.

At this moment, I feel the wind pick up. I still don’t open my eyes, but I have a feeling that I don’t need to. I know that my powers are acting up because of the panic I’m feeling and that the weather is responding to it. Hopefully, this will distract my kidnappers somehow and I can fight my way out of here. Or where ever the hell I am.

As my carrier picks up speed, I can feel the strong beat of his heart in his chest. I also feel his muscles move against my side as he carries me, which kind of grosses me out and increases my chances of actually hurling all over him.