Kidnapped - Josh x OC

Day Two - Clay

It's 7pm as I open the fridge to find something to eat. I turned the radio on to have some noise in the house. Since Josh went upstairs, I didn't see him and I'm pretty happy about this.

   I just found some pasta from lunch and fruits. I'm gonna go with the fruits, because I'm not even that hungry. So I cut some apples and some kiwis and bananas and throw them in a bowl. I take the bowl and go over to the piano.

   I place the bowl on top of the instrumemt and put my fingers on the keys. Like automatic they play some chords. I just hum to the melody at first, but then start to sing.

   "You see a girl in the hallway
And then you whisper to your friend, 'Who is she anyway?'
You've forgotten what she looks like in like a day
But your words don't hurt me, I will be okay

'Cause you don't hurt me
I won't mold to
Your silly words
I won't live inside your world
'Cause your punches and your names
All your jokes and stupid games
They don't work
No, they don't hurt
Watch them just go right through me
Because they mean nothing to me
I'm not clay

You see that girl in the hallway
Smile on her face as she walks away
Trying to tear her down was your first mistake
'Cause little do you know, she wasn't built to break

'Cause you don't hurt me
I won't mold to
Your silly words
I won't live inside your world
'Cause your punches and your names
All your jokes and stupid games
They don't work
No, they don't hurt
Watch them just go right through me
Because they mean nothing to me
I'm not clay"

   I jump as someone claps slow. Josh, without a shirt, leans at the kitchen island and looks at me.

   "I bet I can break you." I look down at the keys and feel my stomach turn. That wasn't what I wanted to happen. This song should give me some hope, but now all this is gone. Thanks to a fucking kidnapper who sadly has a great body.

   I stand up, grab the bowl with my fruits and lean against the piano. I take a spoon and look to Josh. Just now I notice the scratch across his nose and right cheek. Did Dot do this? I'm proud of my cat.

   "Is this gonna be a stare contest?" he asks smirking. I look at him with a straight face.

   "I don't know. You're the guy who kidnapped me. I know that I don't have any rights anymore. So is it a stare contest?" He puffs surprised about my answer.

   "Well played, Longstein. Now come over here." I hesitate and bite my lip, but go slowly over to him, my bowl still in my hand. "Stop looking so scared. I don't bite."

"But you smash guns in my face and you kick me so my stomach turns the same color as your hair." I could bite my butt as I realize that I just insulted him. He could easely make my whole face blue. Josh smirks again.

   "You should decide if you are scared of me or if you wanna stand up against me." he claims and takes the little bag from the island. It's a first-aid-kit. He takes some things out of it. "Sit down." he demands without looking at me. I do what he told and sit down at the bar stool next to him.

   I breathe in sharp as he suddenly cleans my hairline wound with some alcoholic stuff. It's the same I used this morning.

   "For only taking one year piano lessons, you're good." I frown confused and look up to his face, but he immediately turned my head forward again. "Look straight."

"Why do you know that?" I ask quiet.

   "I know a bunch of things about you, honey." My heart goes faster. Did they follow me? Am I not a random target?

   "What does that mean? You followed me?" He puts two fingers under my chin and pulls it up so he can look at my lip. I scan his face.

   "Yes, kind of. Someone else followed you and gave me the informations." My look goes to his eyes. "Done." he exclaims and looks me in the eyes too.

   "Why?" Silence. We just look into each others eyes.

   "You'll find out." Josh turns around and goes to the fridge. My gaze goes to the ground. What did just happen? "Oh, and take a shower. You start to smell." I roll my eyes, but he's right. I feel dirty too.

Half an hour later I get out of the shower. I didn't think about getting clothes, so I have to ask Josh, only with a towel around my body, to give me some.

   "Josh?" I shout from upstairs. "Can you maybe give me fresh clothes?"

"Just grab some from my suitcase! It's in the room you woke up in." I don't answer and just go to the room.

   I find his suitcase quick. Was it here this morning? I can't remember. I walk over and open it. I'm not really sure for what I'm looking.

   I finally just grabbed a t-shirt and a boxer, because I'm gonna go to sleep soon anyways, and went back down. Josh is playing some stupid game. I'm hungry again, or still. I don't know. So I look again through the kitchen and I find some cereal at the highest shelf. 'Cause I know that I won't reach it, I grab a bar stool.

   "You gonna fall." I wince and turn around. Josh stands in front of me. "Why don't you try to reach it yourself?" I tilt my head and raise my eyebrows.

   "Did you see my height?" I ask pointing with my finger from my head to my toes and back up. He follows with his eyes.

   "Yes, I did. Now try or I kill your cat." My mouth is slightly open.

   "What? Because I'm not trying to reach cereal without something to stand on?" He raises an eyebrow, looking challenging. I sigh and turn around. I go on my tiptoes and make myself taller. I'm missing maybe a feet.

   Then I feel a hand on my waist and a body behind me. I see a tattooed arm grabbing the box. I stand normal again and turn around, Josh pretty close to me. He holds the cereals in his hands between us and smiles innocent.

   "Here. Your try should be get rewarded."

"Thanks." I say while looking in his eyes. Why is there this feeling of thousand butterflys in my stomach? That's not right! That can't be right. He kidnapped and hurted me. I can't...