The Annual Purge

Part 8

I gulped and eyed everything on the wall, guns, knifes and duffel bags hanging on the wall. Stacks of money were piled upon the floor.

"you shouldn't be down here Princess." a voice said making me jump, my heart thumped against my chest; it feels like it could pop out of my rib cage any moment. Why do u get my self into this?

"mabey you should lock the door next time." sass Queen 1, kidnappers 0.

I turned round to see Grayson, "good point." He shut the door and locked it. I pounded my fist against the door.

"Grayson!" i whined he didn't answer. "Dick." i muttered.

"It's a big one." He replied.

"yuck! Your so manky."

I slid down the door and undid my plaits. Hopefully my hair is curly, after I undid them I ran my fingers through them and flipped my hair over my head.

I walked over to the knives and picked one up. It looks like one of them throwing knives might aswell use these because I could be stuck down here for 3 hours of more.

There was a Cork board on the side of the wall opposite me, I lined my self and aimed. It stuck to the wall, well pretty good for a first time...

Using a dagger i drew a silhouette of a man; it looked like shït but it didn't need to be perfect. (I made used ï in shït for a reason. When they check the book it see for swear word, if there isn't any it can be promoted.)

I grabbed more throwing knives of the wall and aimed my self up again hoping to hit the head or chest. I threw the knife at the silhouette hitting it to the side of the stomach. At least it hit the outline.

I smiled to myself. I unpicked it from the wall and walked back to my previous place. I swung myself round throwing a different knife everytime I changed position. I was only hit the shoulders, neck and hips.

"keeping yourself busy I see?" Grayson smirked walking over to me. He grabbed a knife and hit it right where the heart would be. He did it with ease and didn't need to launch himself for enough force.

I sent him a sideward glance before taking off towards the door of the basement. Before I could get out, he grabbed my wrist right where cut it with the knife yesterday.

I flinched causing him to look down at my arm. I never got the chance to wash it or get any blood off my body, I haven't even seen the cut on my cheek. My make up must of smudge down my face. I probably look like a zombie.

He turned over my arm to see the wound, "does it hurt?"  he asked opening it a little. It hurt like hell.

"no." i lied.

He led me up the stairs and into the bathroom. He told me to wash it whilst he looked for the first aid kit... These are the most caring kidnappers ever. Well some of them are not so nice *cough Ethan. I don't even understand why they took me not some prettier girl with better hair, better smile, better personality.

My stomach gurgled from lack of food. Jesus I love food. In my opinion I eat too much for my height, 5'5. Yeah i know it's not that small but because I'm stuck in a house full of 5'9 to 6 foot tall men. They're like giants and I'm the dwarf. I only come underneath their shoulders so I'm hopelessly put done. They also have a good set of mussels which doesn't help either.

Above the sink was a mirror, my curly hair framed my face. I washed the remains of my makeup. The cut on my cheek wasn't so deep so I'll live.

Grayson came in with the box and set it by the sink. He took at a few bandages as I extended my arm. He wrapped it in a bandage.

He stood up and towered over me. He lifted my chin up to face him, he leaned in. No. This can't be happening. I don't want to kiss him yet, I mean he's attractive and he's the most caring but I can't do this. I can't push him away because he's like twice the size of my and it will probably make him angry which will not be good at all.

I moved my face away and stepped back, "I'm gonna go upstairs." i said hoping he'll leave me alone. But he didn't.

Grabbed my arm, dragging Mr up the stairs not listening to my pleas to let me go. Stubborn bïtçh. He flung my against the wall, I hit my funny bone which was definitely not funny.

"ahh, funny bone." i gasped.

He pressed his body against mine and put my hands above my head. With his other hand he stroked my jaw, my eyes were filled with fright where as his were dark with lush.

(I really want wanted to make him say "I'll bone your funny." but that would just ruin everything 😂😂💄.)

He started to his my jaw and slowly go down to my neck. I wanted to moan but I held it in. He sucked on my sweet spot, it felt so good. A moan escaped my lips causing Gray to smirked against my skin.

Why am I letting him do this?

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Word count: 951

Lil' bit of smut next chapter 🍒🍑.

I also sliced my foot on a tent peg this morning, way to go.

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