I felt someone grab my wrist and pull me. The person had their hand wrapped around my mouth so I couldn't shout. My eyes widened in shock. If only I could turn around I would've kicked his dick out.
He, presuming I could feel his erection against my back, dragged me to an empty dark room. Turns out it eas the library as he flickers the light button. I turn around to meet two ocean blue eyes. They're mesmerising. His face looked like carved by an angel. Dark brown stranges of hair fell on his pale forehead. I'm in love, with my kidnapper, what!?
"I... Wh-Who are y-you." I ask tearing up. So this is how I die. Well atleast my murderer is a hottie. "They call me Rob." His smirk only grew bigger as he proceeded. "There's only one thing I can't stand in this world" he came closer to my face, to the point where his breath was mixed with mine "seeing my baby" he has a baby, what, today's generation is messed up "sister" oh "in pain."
"Bu-..." I tried to interupt, He shushed me and continued, "Learn to listen Ally, Tamara is everything to me." The fuck he knows my name how besides, Tamara who, that's a funny name, I suck at remembering names.
"I hate seeing that little frown on her face all because her stupid toy-boy wants to make her jealous by flirting with other girls." Oh James's Tamara, I hope he knows James isn't just flirting." You do know that James is slee-" "I said listen babe" "Don't you fucking call me that." I spat. "Babe" he continued his minty breath still fanning my lips "Stay away from James and Tamara, get it." I noded in response as I was too baffled trying to process this situation. Just then I realised Tamara the chick from this morning, damn both her and her brother look exceptional. Fuck good genetics.
Way wasn't mum worried about me not not come outside yet, did she actually forget about my existence. I needed to get out of the library before getting caught.
"Don't tell Tamara about all this." He said whinily. "Why wouldn't I." I asked rasing my left brow feeling courageous. "Listen Robert" I assumed "I could so easily accuse of attempt to rape, it wouldn't be just accusations cause guess what there are cctv caneras everwhere," I stepped closer to him, it was my turn to be intimidating now "which don't record sounds." I said as I pussed him which probably caught him off guard cause he didn't follow me as I ran for my life.
I got outside to see an empty ground and almost empty. I call my mom. "Hello" "What the shit mom, I've been waiting for you for like half an hour, where are you?" "Ally, Al calm down I came there about 10 minutes ago, didn't see you so I thought you left." She concluded. Fucking hell!? "You could have just called me. Honestly mom do you even care, like let's be rea-" "Ally, god check your phone, I called like 10 times, stop with the accusations girl. Wait there I'll come in 5 minutes."
No way in hell I am waiting here for another minute. "Mum, meet me at the coffee shop near my school."
"Ok honey." He retorted.
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Insecurities In Ally
RandomAlina aka ally is a Latin-Indian with insecurities more than bugs on a rainy afternoon. She has a love hate relationship with herself. According to others she is an exotic beauty but her middle school memories say otherwise. Sometimes just accepting...