Lost

Lost(Chapter 3)

(Jordan's POV)

He pinned my wrists against the ground. His legs held my legs down enabling me to move. I bucked my body trying to get him off but he was too strong. While I was struggling to get free he said "HEY! Stop I just want to help you out and ask you a few questions! Jeez!" I laid there helpless under this stranger. He hovered over my body looking down at me. I then got a good look at his face. He was...really handsome. He had brown hair that fell over his forehead and lightly over his brown eyes. He stood only a few inches taller then me, with a dark brown leather jacket on that matched his eyes, ripped skinny jeans, and really old and worn out converse.

We were both breathing heavily from running and fighting. He was so close to me, our chests almost touched every time we inhaled. I felt his warm breath on my face.

"Don't go." he pleaded. "Just stay for a few minutes. If you leave, this will keep on happening over and over again."

Ugh.

"Ok." I muttered.

He smiled. "Good. My name is Cameron ."

"Um yeah hey Cameron? Can you kind of get off of me?"

"Oh yeah. Sorry." He blushed. "Ok before we do anything. Do you have any weapons on you besides your bow?"

"I have my knife."

"Please take it out and place it on the floor in front of you."

I stared at him as I threw my knife on the ground.

"This is kind of awkward but do you mind if I check that you don't have any other weapons on you?"

"Um ok."

He walked over to me and patted me down. He tried to do it quickly. I gazed up into the trees as his hands patted down my legs. Then to my arms and then he patted my waist. He suddenly stopped. He held my waist. Which sent all the blood in my body rush to my face. He made me look at the hard expression on his face first to make me understand he was being serious. Then he pulled me roughly to his chest. I whimpered lightly. His face came close to mine like he was going to kiss me. But he didn't.

"Listen princess. Don't try anything with me. I think we both know who will win if you try and fight me. Got it?" he hissed into my ear.

"Yes." I whispered.

Then he gently let me go. I realized as he backed away from me that he had put my knife back into it's pouch without me even knowing. My hand brushed over the knife. I looked at him and he nodded at me and winked.