Kidnapped

Bluish Green

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Luke's POV.

I slam the door shut behind me, leaving the girl hurt. She should have answered me the first time... It's not like I wanted to hurt her, I just get angry and then...yeah. Oh well, I don't even feel sorry. I'll dispose of her soon, she will only cause me trouble later.

I go to the bathroom and take a shower, collecting my thoughts. I didn't take her because of what she saw, heck I could care less. I took her because it's my dads request. He needed a girl. I guess fate just sent her to me.

Why do I listen to my dad? Because he is a man to be feared. He will kill me without hesitation if I don't fulfill his requests.

But now u have a problem. That guy owed me money, and that money was supposed to go to my dad. He didn't have the money and now he's dead. Great. I'll drive down to my fathers house and tell him... Hopefully he won't be too mad. I'll also tell him
About the girl, so that might keep him from getting too mad...

I get out of the shower and slip on some underwear and shorts. I heat up some left over pizza and eat it...I guess my dad wouldn't want the girl starving. I heat up an extra slice and get a coke bottle.

I walk into her room, only to find her asleep on the bed. I set the food on the nightstand next to her bed. I look at her dried tears, her bruised and scratched face. I did that to her. I mentally slap myself. You can NOT feel bad for a captive. Nu uh. No way.

I stare at her for a little, noticing how much younger she looked as she slept. So much more peaceful. She couldn't be much younger than me. Maybe a year or so younger? 16? I'm not really sure, and I'm not really sure why I care either. I've never cared before. Whenever my dad wanted a girl, I got him a girl, no questions asked.

I walk out of the room and go to my bedroom, falling into a restless sleep.

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Kaylas POV

I wake up, not remembering where I am. But then, all the events from yesterday come crashing in. I try to sit up, but my body aches from the beating I got yesterday.

Suddenly I hear the door open. "You're awake. Finally." The man says.

I just stare at him.

"Stand up," he says.

I force myself up, not risking anything. My body disapproves of the movement.

"Come. I need to clean you up."

I don't say anything as I follow him into the bathroom. I sit on the side of the tub as he runs the water. He gets a washcloth and dips it in the tub as it fills up. He reaches towards my face and I flinch, a sudden fear taking over my body. And for a second, if only a second, I see sadness and regret in his eyes, before his face turns back into it normal blank expression.

"I'm just gonna clean your cut. Come here," he says softly, then gently grabs my chin and faces me towards him.

He cleans the cut very carefully, trying to cause me as less pain as possible. It's so different from yesterday. I stare into his green eyes. They seem to be a bluish green, I notice as I watch them carefully. He seems to be completely focused on what he's doing...that's cute..WHAT? No, I did NOT just think that my kidnapper, and now abuser, is cute.

He finishes then looks me in the eyes. " you can take a bath. I will go get you some cloths that my cousin left here a few weeks ago."

He walks out and I undress myself. I inspect my painful bruises. I have two on my side, one on my stomach, one on my left shoulder, a small one on my back, and a huge one on my thigh, and of course a painful stab mark on my leg. I try to not even look at my face, knowing there will definitely be one on my jawline and a terrible cut down my cheek.

I slide into the warm tub, savoring the glory that it provides for my aching body. I put bubbles in to make a bubble bath, then wash my hair and body, getting rid of all the dried blood. I then lean back and relax.

I hear a light tap on the door. I sit up a little, making sure the bubbles cover anything.

"Yes?" I say softly.

He walks in, shielding his eyes. " I brought you some outfits to choose from"

A small laugh escapes my mouth. Did I just laugh??? "You can open your eyes, I'm covered."

He brings his hand down slowly, then looks at me, and smiles weakly. He sets the outfits on the counter. He walks over and clicks a button, and suddenly jets come on. I feel a smile form on my face.

"Thank you.."

"No problem. We will go shopping soon to get your...feminine stuff.."

I feel myself erupt in a bubbly laugh. "Alright."

He leaves and I get out of the tub. I pick out black skinny jeans that have rips in them and a light blue T-shirt. I slip on a hoodie that is black and white and says "Team Ten" on the back. I walk out and put on my converse, getting ready to go. I quickly put my hair in a pony tail to keep it out of the way.

Hopefully this will turn out ok.

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