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Okey, I am going to tell you form the beginning.

I was walking home from a friends house, as any usual day. The clock was around 10 pm, I know you may think "oh that's so late" but, really? What could possibly happen?

As I was almost two blocks from home I started to get a little bit paranoid, I thought someone was watching me, I got pretty scared and started to go faster and faster. I started to see my house clearer. I started to feel safety but that was just for one moment until someone called "Hey you! Stop!" I turned my head around and found in fear a man about 20 who has both his arms and troth covered in tattoos, I couldn't see much because he had a hoodie and a pair of light blue trashed jeans, he looked muscular. I got scared so I started running, and he started yell at me again "I said stop u bitch!" he sounded so angry! I was running for my life, I mean seriously he could kill me!
Something grabbed my right arm and I got thrown backwards, I was about to scream but a hand got placed over my mouth, I was so close! I could see my mom in the kitchen making some supper for me.
"Don't even try to escape me, you will regret it!" he said while he pulled me away from my home...

A treacherous tear ran down my cheek.

I woke up in a car, the windows was tinted, very dark, you could see out but no one could see in. I laid there, scared. Only one thought in my mind 'what is going to happen to me now? More tears came and I couldn't hold it in anymore.

- Stop being such a cry baby. A dark voice said, if it wouldn't be in this situation I would say that the voice was very hot, sexy u can say in other words.

I looked a bit terrified up on the man, I could see his face now, his cheekbones were very clear, I can't tell his eye color, it was a mix with green and, maybe gray? You know all the "Goals" talk about eyes, his eyes would spread on the internet faster than a cat who says 'b*tch', his hair is very dark, dark brown, and long, he had his hair tied up in a bun, he looked like a model.

- What are u staring at? He said whit a little irritated but in a liking way smile.

- No-nothing! I said really fast, too fast.

- You are a terrible liar. he sighed.

I looked away, blushed. How could I be so calm, I am in the same car as my kidnapper and possible killer!?!

He smiled awry, and looked at me in the rearview mirror.

- Look at where you're driving. I said quiet and looked down on my knees.

- You look at me, I look at you. Deal? He laugh shortly.

I nodded slowly, surprised that he didn't get angry at me, I am pretty surprised that he even smiles and laugh. He should be cold hearted? Hate me, treat me like trash! But I am glad he doesn't do that, it could be like in the movies, when he punches me and calls me things... make me do things I don't want to.

I rested my head on the car window, and suddenly I fell asleep. Like how could I possibly sleep?!

The next time I woke up, still lying on the leathercovered seats in the backseat of the car, but this very time the car had stop, so I look out ofthe window, I could see a reflection of the car, it's a matte black hummer h1whit black tinted windows, the guy that kidnapped me earlier wasn't with meanymore, so I took my chance, I put my hand around the door handle and pulledit down, it was locked and that wasn't the worst part, the alarm went off!

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