Castaway ۞

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I had no idea where I was, or who he was. I just remember his fading red hair that had an almost pink hue to it. I recognised it from so many different occasions. What was so special about me to him, I don't know. But what I do know is that I'm in a big comfy bed that isn't my own. He quickly handed me a glass of what looked like water once he saw I was awake. I toke it from him and had a small sip, it didn't taste any different to water so I toke a bigger gulp.

I looked down at my small body and saw I was not dressed in my pyjamas or any clothes that seemed to belong to me. I had on an over sized Nirvana muscle tank, which did nothing to hide the fact I wasn't wearing a bra, and just some black panties.

"I didn't want your parents to find your room in a mess so I just got some from the store. I uh also didn't get you a bra because I didn't want to get the wrong size" he explained scratching the back of his neck. The though of him dressing me made my shudder.

"W-why did you take me?" I saw him sigh and his mood change. I didn't want to make him angry, if he was crazy enough to take me from my house after stalking me for months, lord only knows what he would do to me if I annoyed him.

"Jazmyn, there are a few things I will need to tell you, but I will answer your questions later. I just want to make sure you know I'm not going to hurt you, and I only brought you here so you would be happy and safe. Just please trust me" the sadness in his voice made me want to hug him, but I didn't. I just sat there trying to work out the strange character sat before me. "Where exactly is here?" My voice if just about audible so I'm surprised he even answered.

"Somewhere where they can't hurt you, where I can protect you."