The lost meaning of Love.(on Hold)

Chapter 3

"What do you mean I would have been dead by now?" I asked.

"Well, you looked very weak and you also didn't put up much of a fight ", he chuckled, "I thought you were part of a group that are trying to find me."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well that doesn't matter, how are you feeling?"

"I have a headache, but I can't tell if my body hurts because I can't move anything." I said glaring at him, just because he was breath taking doesn't make a difference that he did this to me.

"Oh, sorry, just promise you won't leave...okay?"

"I promise, where else would I go anyways."

He chuckled and came towards me and gently untied my ankles from the chair he had put me on. Then he got up and also gently untied my hands from behind the chair and lastly he untied the rope around my waist. When I was finally free he slipped his arms around my waist and put his lips to my ear.

" Try to stand and if you can't I'll help you." he said.

I nodded nervously because he had his arms around my waist and he is just is so overly attractive.

I started to get up, but pain shot up through my legs and continued through every part of my body, like an internal fire I could get out of.

"Ahhh!" I shouted in pain and fell back into his arms and he picked me up and carried me to the chair where he sat me in his lap.

"Woah. Are you okay?" He asked holding me in his lap, which was kinda akward, well maybe it was kinda nice....No Jill you cant think of anything like that, hes just helping. 

"No." I said, "I feel horrible." 

"Well why dont you just go to sleep." He said.

"Okay, Thats sounds good."

"Is that okay over there?" He asked pointing to one of the sides of the shed that had hay all over the floor, I suppose its so when you sleep the ground isn'tso hard. No dip sherlock. 

"Thats fine, But I can't excatly get over there." I said chuckling.

"I know. Its sort of obivious." He said with a chuckle and carried me over to the hay.

"Sorry I don't have any blankets," He said, "I don't have the money for it."

"Well, I thought I brought one from my house before I left, its in my bag...well if you got it after you attacked me!" I said glaring at him.

"I did." He smilied and laid me down on the hay and walked over to where my bag was. 

He grabbed the blanket, walked back over and covered me with it. "Thanks." I said.

" No problem." He replied going to turn off the latern, probably ran by batteries or something I suppose.

"Where are you going to sleep?" I asked.

"By you." He said chucking and liad down about six iches away from me.

"Goodnight, what's your name?" He asked.

"JIll, JIll Baten" I replyed. 

"I'm Dylan...I'm not sure what my last name really is, but I go by Halem. Dylan Halem.

" Oh, cool. Well, Goodnight Dylan."

"Goodnight Jill."