I'm in Love With a Criminal // H.E.S

Chapter 2:

The car stopped outside of a forest, I looked at the murderer and noticed he was already looking back at me. He opened the car door and got out, he slammed it shut again and stared at me through the window.

He ran over to the passenger's side and opened the door but I didn't move, this psycho could kill me and leave me in this forest and no one would ever know.

"Come on" he said, I looked up at him to see his hand out in front of him waiting for me to take it. "I-I don't want to" I stuttered, he rolled his eyes and grabbed my wrist.

He pulled me out of the car and closed the door, I looked at the tall trees in front of me. "Please I don't want to die.." I sobbed, tears began to roll down my face. His grip on my hand tightened and he looked down at me, "then you better keep that mouth of yours shut" he said sternly.

He began to walk into the forest, dragging me along with him. I started panicking and my breathing became heavy, I ripped my hand from his and sprinted away from him.

He groaned loudly and I heard twigs snapping behind me, more tears were shed. 'Focus Melanie!' my conscience screamed at me. I took a deep breath and stopped the tears that were falling.

I ran as fast as I could away from the forest and tried to get away from the murderer but his footsteps were close behind me, "stop now!" he roared. This made me run faster, he groaned loudly again.

I screamed as I tripped over a rock, my body tumbled to the ground and I groaned in pain. My vision was blurry but I could see the outline of curls above me, I squeezed my eyes shut and reopened them. My vision was clear again, I got pulled to my feet easily.

The man in front of me looked furious, "I said stop!" he shouted in my face. He raised his hand and smacked my cheek hard, causing my head to swing to the side. A tingling and burning sensation formed on my left cheek, I cupped the throbbing area with my free hand.

He shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out the same knife he killed the man with earlier, he pulled me into him, my back smashing against his chest. I whimpered as he pressed the weapon to my throat, he began walking back to the forest.

My tears began to stream uncontrollably down my face again, did the other man run to get help? Does my mum know I'm gone? Am I going to live? Questions were swarming around my head, the same questions over and over again.

After about 10 minutes we stopped outside of a log cabin, I looked back at the stranger and he smiled down at me. He rested his chin on my shoulder and said "this is your new home", I shook my head and looked down.

"No it's not" I said, he kept his chin on my shoulder but turned his head so he was looking at me. "Yes it is" he argued, I shook my head again and replied "it may be the house I am being trapped in but it will never ever be my home".

He ran his tongue over his lips and raised his eyebrow, "let's go and see our new home then" he smirked, I went to pull out of his grip but he pressed the knife into my neck more causing me to whimper.

He led me to the cabin and my heart was so close to springing out of my chest, he grabbed a key from his back pocket and put it in the lock. He smiled when he unlocked it, he pushed the wooden door open and guided me inside.

"Please just let me go" I begged, he closed the door and locked it. He let me go and I turned around, "please" I croaked. He narrowed hus eyebrows and replied "and why would I do that?", a small smirk pulling on his lips.

"Because I have a family back home that need me" I said with pleading eyes, he cupped my face with both of his hands and smiled at me. "We can make a family here" he said excitedly, I looked at him in horror.

I took a step back making his hands fall to the side, "what?" I asked in complete and utter shock. He nodded and his smile grew, "we can have our own family here, no one will get involved" he said.

My actions reacted before my words, I quickly slapped him hard across the face causing his head to snap to the side. I gasped and covered my mouth with both of my hands, "oh my God, I'm so sorry..I don't know what came over me" I rushed.

He turned his head back to look at me, he walked towards me and in sync I moved back. "Please..I'm so sorry" I pleaded, my back hit the wall and I gasped at the coldness.

He placed his hands against the wall at each side of my head and leant on them for support, "I really am s-" he cut me off by pressing his lips against mine. I quickly turned my head to the left to cut off the kiss, he moved his face away from me and I looked at him.

My hand was twitching to slap him again, "what the fuck are you doing?" I exclaimed. He smirked and replied "I can do what I want", I pushed him away from me with all my force.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled me off the wall, "get off" I hissed. I tried to pull out of his grip but he held me tighter, "I'm guessing you didn't like the idea of the family then?" he asked.

I looked at him in disgust and thought "you are a murderer and a kidnapper...why the fuck would anyone want a family with you?", he stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me.

"What?" he shouted, I gasped when I realised I said my thought out loud. "Did I say that out loud?" I asked, he pushed me onto the sofa and replied "Yes you fucking did".

He raised his hand and slapped me across the face, "you will treat me with respect" he said sternly. I looked at my hands and tears streamed down my face, "let me go home...please" I begged.

"You are home" he replied, I shook my head. "No I am not!" I screamed, he sat down on the sofa beside me and smirked. "You are and you're going to like it" he laughed.

So he goes from furious to laughing?

Bipolar bitch.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes, "tired?" he asked. I glared at him and shook my head, "no" I replied bluntly. He rolled his eyes and grabbed me, he pulled me into his lap and I tried to get out of his grip.

"I'm not tired...let me go" I exclaimed, he pulled me into his chest and started stroking my hair. "Go to sleep" he said, I looked over my shoulder at him and said through gritted teeth "I'm not tired".

He pulled me closer to him and said "night baby", he stroked my hair and before I knew it I was falling asleep. I tried to keep my eyes open but failed miserably, after a few seconds my world became black.