I woke up in a king-sized bed. I wasn't tied. It took a moment to look through the room.
The room was very organized and ...beautiful. There was a bed in the center. Two bedside tables. A table in the corner,with a lamp and some papers shuffled across it. There was a shelf over the table which contained some books. And a chair in front of the table. There was a huge carpet in front of the bed and a aquarium. On the wall there were pictures of a family and some sketches. There was a very comfy couch a few meters away from the bed and very near to the wall.
The room was air conditioned and I was wearing just a crop tee and a skirt which didn't even cover my knees. The covers were very warm but I didn't want to use them as they can be of my kidnapper's.
And it all hit me like a train.
I have been kidnapped.
"Hello?" I said, but my voice was a bit cracky.
"It's cold." I said hugging myself to feel warmth.
"Then who told you to dress like a slut?" I heard a voice coming from the door and then that person shut the door.
I turned around only to meet with the cold, brown eyes of someone wearing a black T-Shirt, hugging his chest and showing his muscles, and a pair of black jeans.
And that person was the one and only, my so called bully, Steve.
"Steve!?" I squealed, my heart beating and my eyes wide.
"No, its Tyler. Stupid! Obviously it's me!"
"What is this!?"
"Oh, yeah! I forgot! This is my room and you are going to live here with me, for sometime" He said smirking.
"Why did you kidnap Me!?"
"Duh, you can't just say I kidnapped you. It's for your own good, love."
I just couldn't understand anything, what the hell is happening right now!? Am I dreaming!? I pinched myself to see if its true. Oh God! Its true.
"W-what?"
Steve opened his mouth to say something, but closed it. And thought for a new answer, I guess.
"Look, Emily. Its just going to be a few days. Please trust me. Nash and Jack will be here too."
"Trust you!? Woah! Woah! Can someone give me a bucket to puke in right now! I am never going to trust someone like you, even if you would be the last person on Earth! Steve Hart!" I said not even breathing or blinking.
Steve looked at me and for the first time, I saw some hurt in his eyes. Forget it Emily! Remember what he did and moreover he is a kidnapper.
Steve sighed and raised his hands in surrender. But I thought he is going to slap or punch me, so I put my hands in front of my face to dodge myself.
"Please! No! Don't hurt me!" I shouted.
Good Emily. That was stupid. Now he is going to laugh his lungs out and he got a new way to disturb me. But what he did was very surprising.
He sighed and said "Hey, Hey! It's okay, its okay."
He moved closer to comfort me and held out his hands, but I slapped his hands away.
"Don't touch me, you jerk!"
Steve smirked and said "Well, you are making it harder.." His smirk still on his face "Nash! Jack! I need your help right here."
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