Kidnapped

Unlovable

                        Luke's POV.

   I wake up to find my stomach grumbling and my back in unbearable pain. I look over to see a peaceful Kayla sleeping, curled up against me. I get up, careful not to wake her. I think my father was stupid bringing us here, I grew up here, I knew where everything was.

   I'm sure he has his men guarding everywhere though. I grab my t-shirt and put it on. I dust off my jeans then tie up my converse sneakers. I walk to the basement steps. I slowly climb up them.

   The door is locked of course, so I take out my pocket knife (which I'm surprised he didn't take) and break the stupid rusty lock.

   "Kayla!" I whisper call to her.

   She grumbles and toys to roll over, but winces instead. I sigh lightly and walk over to where she lays. I pick her up bridal styled and quietly make our way out. I wasn't stupid enough to take the front or back door, I'm not a complete idiot. I go to the kitchen and open the tiny window that is in front of our side porch. I haven eaten in awhile, and I was already naturally skinny, so I find through easily. Kayla was skinnier than me, so she obviously fit through nicely.

   I walk of the porch quietly, only seeing one of my dad's men standing guard. He was eating a freaking donut. I rolled my eyes, grabbing a large stick. I start walking towards the man, stick raised in my hand. But of course, Kayla had to ruin all the fun and wake up.

   "what do you think your doing?" she whisper yells at me.

   I let out a deep sigh and set the stick down. I make my way to the woods, still not being seen. After a while of walking through the woods, Kayla looks up at me. "You can put me down you know," she says. I gladly drop her to the ground.

   She walks by me, limping slightly. I don't even ask about it, knowing she probably doesn't want to speak about it. "where are we going?" she asks. I sigh loudly. "someone's grumpy, " she mutters. Why does she always have to test me.

   I angrily turn towards her, my anger getting the best of me. I shove her into a tree, and she lets out a gasp. I don't know if it's from pain or surprise, or both, but at the moment I don't care. I pin her hands above her head. She lets out a soft whimper, and my anger immediately evaporates. I look into her eyes, and nearly get lost in them. She was beautiful... I bring my lips down to hers, and suddenly we are both lost, but not the kind of lost where you want to be found. I don't know how much time passes, it could have been seconds, or days, for all I cared.

   I pulled away and walked on, acting like nothing had happened. We make our way to an apple store, where I buy us both new phones. I call up Mason, knowing that he must have gotten away from my dad's men, and to safety. He comes and picks us up quickly, once I found out his location.

   He came within the next 10 minutes. We both got in the back, Jessie was sitting in the front passenger seat. They don't say anything to us, although I know we look like crap. There was two Mac Donald bags waiting for us, and two fresh pairs of clothes. Mason and Jessie knew all about my father, so they knew what we would need once we got out of there.

   I quickly ate my food, and so did Kayla. We used wipes to clean ourselves as best as possible, and Kayla borrowed Jessie's make up.

  
   "so where are we headed?" I ask them.

   "Ohio," Mason said, "My brother has a beach house there. It's pretty sweet."

   I nod my head, feeling a lot better that we were going out of state. We had to be careful now, because my father always gets what he wants, and right now, he wants Kayla. I'm gonna have to do everything to keep us as far away as possible, and unnoticed.

   I know that all she wants to do is go home...but it's too late for that now. If I let her go home, my father would definitely find her. I honestly would let her go, if it wasn't for him. It's not like I enjoyed stealing innocent girls. Once everything is cleared and out of the way, I'll take her back to her family. I don't know why, but the thought of her leaving caused a deep pain to Peirce through me.

   I knew that I couldn't love her, it was impossible. It wouldn't be right. I kidnapped her for Christ's sake, hurt her, got her into this mess. Why would anyone love me? I probably deserve to rot in the hands of my father.

   I know that it's going to be a long drive, so I lean my head back and close my eyes letting my sore body rest.

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    I'm so sorry it's been forever since I updated, I just felt like the story sort of sucked, and that nobody really liked it. I was kind of thinking that I should take it down, but I think I'll just go ahead and finish it. If you haven't already, go ahead and check out my new book I'm writing, "alone" it's still in the early chapters, but I would definitely live some advise on it. Thanks for reading, please comment, vote, and share this book! （＾ω＾）