Too Perfect?

Chapter 3

sooo sorry for the wait everyone!! enjoy!! -buttercup199

I started to wake up, sporting a seriously horrible migrane. who ever kidnapped me is gonna pay for this!ooooooow, even thinking hurts!

As my eyes opened slowely, i saw a man with hazel eyes boring into me standing straight in front of me. I had to act fast... "WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?! WHERE AM I?! YOU HORRID EVIL PERSON!  WILL SERIOUSLY KILL YOU IF MY FATHER DOESN'T BEFORE I GET THE CHANCE!! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM??! KUS IF YOU DO YOU SERIOUSLY NEED TO GET A CHECK UP YOU HORRID LITTLE---"

He had stuck a gag in my mouth, a tight gag. Oh he is sooo dead.

"Gosh, you talk way too much..." he muttered. what a jerk! After glaring at him as if to continue on my rant, I decide to take in my surroundings.

I was in the middle of what looked like a basement. It had only one light, directly above my head and very dim. out of the corners of the rooms i could vaguely see boxes lined against the walls. There was a flight of stairs leading up to a bright door. I was sitting on a cold concrete floor and had my hands tied behind my back, that rope also very tight. Talk abot manners, sheesh!

he man in front of me looked pretty young to be a kidnapper. He had dirty blonde hair and wore some old ragged jeans and a blank t-shirt. He looked pretty poor to me. AHA!! I GOT IT!! HE WANTS MONEY!! THIS POOR HOBO WANTED SOME MONEY SO HE COULD...COULD.... ok never mind, i hadn't gotten that far yet...

He was still staring at me. I so would have said "what you lookin at?!" If I hadn't had this stupid rope stuck in my mouth. Stupid hobo knows how to tie a rope good. Stupid evil hobo who's gonna get his----- The door had opened, revealing 2 other People as they walked into the room. Stupid people scaring me and stopping me from continuing my thoughts.

"Dude, we could hear her from upstairs!" one of the two walking down said with irritation. So what, I'm loud!! i could tell that the one whohad atlked was a tall muscular boy, and the person next to him was a skimpy girl who looked like a freaking model. These people sure were an odd bunch of bananas...

"Not my fault, this chick seriously knows how to talk!" My kidnapper complained. i oughtta slap him silly for saying such a--- "Oh my gosh that must hurt... does it?" she exclaims like some dumb blonde would.

I viciously nod my head kus like seriously, what do you think?!

So she walks up to me looks me in the eye and says with as much hatred ever steaming out of her voice, " Huh, well now you know how we feel. being hurt every day because all you rich people have it all and don't leave anything for us so called 'low lifes'. Stupid rich prats!" and with that, she kicks me hard in the stomach.

I let out a huge scream, or at least try. instead, i fall to my side doubled over in pain, and had blood coming out of my lips because of my attempt to scream causing me to scratch my mouch hard against the string.

With tears coming out of my eyes, I honestly can't remember a time I have ever felt so much pain before. But just when I think I have it bad enough, she picks something silver up and bangs the side of my head with it. I immediatly  black out, for the second time in what I believe is one day. In my whole life too...