Adorably Abducted ✧ Sparklington/SyndiSparklez

Head Over Heels

"Look who finally decided to wake up," James snickered, running his fingers through my hair.

I tugged my hand away from the covers, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

The rashes lining my arms itched like fire. It felt as if hundreds of tiny bugs were chewing and clawing at my irritated skin.

James swirled his fingers in my hair, humming a quiet tune.

"Hi," I croaked out.

"Oh, Jordy..." he whispered, carressing my face.

I stayed silent, staring at the ceiling.

What does James want?

"How are you so perfect?" he murmured, snuggling closer to my body.

I swallowed the little amount of saliva I had in my mouth. My throat was bone dry.

How do I respond to that?

"You were acting kinda crazy this morning... I figured you needed some rest, so I took a break from streaming today to keep an eye on you..." James explained.

Crazy? Me? Yeah, take a look in the mirror buddy...

"Thank you," I mummbled through gritted teeth.

I squeezed my eyes together, trying to block out any noise.

"What was wrong this morning? Are you sick?"

I met his crystal blue eyes. They were glossed over with confusion.

No, I'm not sick. I was having a panic attack cause I learned you... Hurt me.

"Yeah, just felt a little dizzy," I lied.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby... I can get you a motron or something," he offered, never lifting his gaze off me.

I bit down on my bottom lip.

It felt so weird to know someone was constantly looking at you. Observing your every move.

"No, thank you. I'll be fine," I croaked out.

"That's my boy," James smiled, kissing my cheek.

I folded my hands over my chest, lying as still as possible.

James rolled onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow, continuing to gently massage my scalp.

"You're doing so good... I couldn't be prouder of you," he whispered.

"I don't understand."

James' lips curled into a twisted smile.

"You're doing so good with all the rules and everything. I know it's a lot to remember, but I couldn't have asked for anyone better..."

James lightly dragged his hand along my chest, biting down on his bottom lip.

He thinks I'm doing better...

Should I start the final phase of my plan?

Closing my eyes tightly, I tried to clear my mind.

I didn't want to think about that now. The third phase would be the hardest, and it isn't time yet...

James thinks I'm doing better. He needs to think I'm head over heels for him before I execute the plan.

"I was thinking, Jordy... How much do you love me?" James murmured in my ear.

I furrowed my brow.

"Have you ever imagined us... Together?" James asked, snaking his hand under my shirt. He rubbed small circles all around my chest, leaning over to kiss my neck.

"N-No... I'm sorry," I muttered, hopefully choosing the correct words. I was polite, which James admired, yet I was telling the truth. He thinks I'm obeying him, which is exactly what I want him to think.

"Oh, that's okay... Cause you'll imagine us together soon, don't you worry."

He sunk his teeth into my collarbone, sucking at the tender flesh.

I yelped out, as a shot of pain flooded through my body.

"Aw, Jordy, you're no fun. You're too sensitive," James rolled his eyes, pulling away from my body.

He lifted himself off the edge of the bed, leaving me in a sea of blankets. I sighed in relief, happy that monster was finally away from me.

"I'll be back later, Jordy. Love you."