My Kidnapper Lover

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My alarm was going off. BEEP BEEP. Damn I hate mornings. I've got a massive headache but that what you get when you stay up all night reading book on wattpad. But it was addicting, don't blame me, I sat up and looked at the mirror in front of my bed. My room wasn’t big but it was mine. I had a wardrobe, mirror and a bed and that’s all I need. They were all old and used and I loved it.

  I had bed head, I love my hair. Short spiky and BLUE. Yes, I have blue hair. I dyed it the other week. My hair could never be flat I wouldn't let it. I ran my hand through my hair making it spike up.  I looked at my eyes seeing what colour they would be today. Green. Not just green, shocking green the beautiful green. Very nice. I looked at my face not that many spots today but I don't care anyway. I wouldn't wear makeup to cover them. I'm me you don't like it you can fuck it. I was pale looking as my hair made me look a bit paler that I really am. My body was quite thin because I did a lot of sport but I did like my food at the same time... I didn't get how girls could go day without food. Have they never heard of bacon?

I stretched my arms and stepped out of bed. I looked down at my amazing onzie. It was moo cow and so warm and fluffy. I re-stretched my body and walked over to my wardrobe. I wasn't one of those girls who only wore clothes that the boys thought were good looking. Short skirts and boob tubes. No not me at all. I grabbed a pair of black jeans and an Ed Hardy top with a tiger on it. I also grab a pair of panties and a bra. I don't have big boobs but to be honest I don't want big boobs they just get in the way.

Still in my moo cow onzie I ran to the shared bathroom, hoping my mum wouldn't be in it. I was in luck. No one was in there. I dropped my clothes on the side table and unzipped my ounce, and stepped in to the shower. I do love showers. The hot water running down my body, so relaxing. I hate baths. I don't know how people could have baths, once your body has hit the water; the water is dirty so you spend the rest of the time sitting in dirty water. Your own filth! Don't even get me started on shared baths... 

After I had my shower, I dried my body and hair as it was short and didn't need to be blow dried. I throw on my clothes and looked in the mirror, my hair was flat. I instantly ran my hands through my hair, I was done. I walked to the sink and brushed my teeth.  I put my towel and oncie in the washing basket. I walked out of bathroom and back in to my room and grabbed a pair of pumps. I swear I lived in pumps and jeans.

I ran down stairs as I could smell my mum cooking bacon oatcakes. I ran downs the stairs tripping at the bottom as I always do. I found my mum in the kitchen, I ran and hugged her. She kissed the top of my head. I loved my mum with all my heart.  

My little brother was sitting in his high chair eating, well wearing, his breakfast. Did love my brother, he wasn’t the sister I wanted but he was cute I have to admit. I left and mum and sat and helped him finish his mush breakfast. My mum brought my food and put it next to me and smiled. I looked at the clock and almost screamed. I had ten minutes to get to school. I ate my breakfast as fast as I could. I ran upstairs and grabbed my bag and a purple hoodie, my bag was awesome, it was a backpack covered in zombie faces. I ran down stairs and hugged my mum one last time as she wishes me a good day. And she went to help Lewis, my brother, to finish his breakfast.

My school was about 5 minutes down the road I wouldn’t be late. I put my hoodie and bag on as I walked out the door. I ran down the street. I thought that I would cut through the back street so I defiantly wouldn’t be late. As I went round the corner I saw him. A big guy, not as big in fat, he was muscular, dark eyes. I put my head down and walked passed him. I heard him following me when he said “You’re coming with me Rosie Turner” as I felt a cold metal object touch my neck. I knew instantly it was a gun. “Don’t say a word or you will be dead and will you poor mother in the house down the road.” I nodded and I fainted due to the blind panic of the situation…

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