The Blacklist

Chapter: 1

I just wanted to clarify that the title is a name of a TV show (so I DO NOT  take so credit for that!) But my story is completly diffrent. The only thing that are the same is the fact that the Blacklist is a list full of criminals that the FBI are trying to catch.

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Recap:

He points the gun to the guys direction and a horrified gasped left my lips.

My first reaction was to cover my mouth with my hands; but that doesn't take away the fact that he heard me and now he's head is turned in my direction.

In a snap of a finger he was already standing in front me.

Wow he runs fast.

"Well who do we have here?" He whispered stepping closer to me with that famous chizzled smile he's known for.

I wasn't scared of him. I was scared of his abilities.

Because once you see him; you are dead.

No Mercy.

He was now inches from me with the gun still presence in his hands.

"Please don't hurt me." I begged hoping he'd find that soft place in his heart -if he had one- not to hurt me because all I was doing was bringing groceries to my grandmothers.

"I won't hurt you if you don't give me a reason to." He whispered taking strands of my hair into his hands.

I gulped and swallowed down my dinner that is threatnening to pour out of my mouth anysecond. I already interrupted his -so called- fun momment, throwing up on him would not be a great idea.

Finally I found the courage to speak and explained "B-But you're him. Number one criminal around the world wanted by every FBI agent. Once someone sees you ... you kill them."

"Well in your case; you're too cute to be killed." He whispered straight into my ear. His lips touch my skin which made my blood shiver.

Im too cute to be killed? This is one of the very few momments I have to say 'Godbless my DNA.'

No response came out of my lips. Instead I let my whole body shiver letting him know I am uncapable of answering.

"You should be proud little girl."

"Im not a little girl." I correct him before speaking again. "And what should I be proud of?"

"Four years of endless crimes, no one manage to capture me. Not even the best FBI agents in the country, but you- you caught me." He explained.

"I didn't catch you. You caught me."

"Don't be silly." He laughed.

This is why I hate the area my grandmother lives in. She lives out in the village and no one is ever out, its too quiet and tedious. There were barely children so if something happened -like my situation- no one would really know, especially around night time.

Unlike where I lived; the busy city. Everyone was aware of their surroundings. The city lights always on, cars always driving by and technology overused - but in a good way ... sometimes.

"Lets go." He demand grabbing my arm, making me drop the bags full of food and such.

"Where?"

"Anywhere but here."

"I have to return to my grandmothers house." I said before picking up the bags from the floor.

"No. I can't let you go after what you saw." He said and jerked my body away from the current position it was in.

"I promise I wont tell anyone, just please let me go home." I begged.

"No! Its a rule you see me and you die. But in your case its diffrent." His eyes were soft for a momment then back to being cold.

"My grandmas probably worrying sick about me, please just let me go. I'll do anything you ask me to - rather than go wherever you're taking me."

"I'll take you to your grandmas, tell her you're going out of town for a while and there problem solved."

"Still I can't. My roommate is expecting me to be home tomorrow." I lied trying to find a way to get out of this.

"Why don't you just tell everyone you know you're going out of town for while."

"I-I can't do that."

"You can and you will." With that said he put me in a headlock and gun was being in contact with my head.

My eyes popped out of my head and my mouth open wide. I was very confused by him- he said I'm too cute to be killed but right now he's pointing a gun at my head.

Maybe he was trying to scare me so I can give in to him.

Well it work because I nodded my head letting him know I'll do as he says.

I was taken to my grandmothers house and handed her the things she asked to me get. He had put some record device on me so he could hear everything I said while he watched me from one of the nearby windows. I was forced to tell about everyone I knew that I was offered a schorlarship to a totally diffrent college.

Now we were on the way to his house and I was blindfolded. I'm quite surprised he has a place to live; he was in a diffrent part of the world like every other day. Just to my luck he happens to be in my state.

The car came to a halt as he instructed me not to make a single movement. The passenger door opened and he pulled me out of the vehicle.

"Can I take this off now?" I question reffering to the very uncomfortable material on my face.

"No." Was his simple answer before he helped me up into what I'm guessing is his house.

"Who's that?" I hear an unfamiliar voice ask once we entered a room that I was unaware of.

"Just a pretty little bird wondering around."

They talked for what seems hours and I just stood there awkwardly listening to every word being mentioned. But not being able to see made me feel very uncomfortable.

I soon learned that the person he was talking to was his father.

And he was his partner in crime.

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