Kidnapped By Josh Dun

Chapter 31

I wake up with a small smirk on my face, excited to tease Josh a little. I give a small evil chuckle at the thought of making him flustered

It's good we don't sleep in the same bed anymore, because then I don't have to worry about Josh judging my random morning thoughts. Why don't we sleep in the same bed anymore? I kind of miss having Josh laying next to me and taking away any scary thoughts I have, especially after we watch horror movies.

Oh wait that's right. He beat up his best friend, threatened his best friend's wife, and left me in a cold basement when he had promised to stop doing that. He also made me clean up the blood that got on the floor when he punched Tyler, and he didn't even feed me first.

Anger issues much?

At least there haven't been any huge incidents since what happened with Tyler, but I'm still on edge, just waiting for Josh to snap again. Hopefully he doesn't because I'm really getting tired of that basement.

Maybe I should lock him in the basement before he locks me in the basement. Reverse psychology

Okay, time to drop those thoughts and get the day started. I don't want to be sulky the whole day. I decide to get dressed, then read a book while I wait for Josh to go downstairs so I can put part one of the escape plan into action.
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It's been over an hour since I woke up, and I still haven't heard any noise coming from Josh's room. At least I've had time to catch up on some reading, but now I'm getting impatient. He needs to wake the heck up because I'm on the verge of starving to death, and I can't stop thinking about French toast.

Some donuts wouldn't hurt either. Donuts and milk.

My stomach grumbles more at the thought of donuts and I groan, just wanting Josh to get up already.

A few minutes later, I finally hear some noise coming from Josh's room. His door opens and I can hear him going down the stairs.

Thirty fucking years later

I roll my eyes and slowly get out of bed. Looking at my clock, I see it's only 9:30. Wow, I must've woken up early today.

I look at myself in the mirror to make sure everything looks okay before opening my door and walking downstairs. When I get downstairs, I'm met with the smell of bacon, eggs, and delicious French toast.

Josh hasn't noticed me yet, so I decide to mess with him a little. I quietly sneak over to one of the bookshelves in the living room, which is in view of the kitchen. Hiding behind the bookshelf, I watch Josh walking around in the kitchen, and when his back is turned, I grab a book and drop it on the floor. I quickly duck back behind the bookshelf as Josh spins around to see what made the noise.

When he sees the book on the floor, he furrows his eyebrows, looking confused.

He looks at the book for a few seconds but then continues making food. I stifle a giggle then grab another book when he isn't looking. I throw the book more towards the kitchen, and Josh spins around faster this time.

"What the hell?" He mutters to himself. "I swear if there's a fucking ghost in this house."

I grab two books this time, and throw them in different spots. Josh ignores it, so I grab another book, and this time just as I get ready to throw it Josh spins around and catches me dead in the act.

Oops

"Nicole what the actual hell do you think you're doing?" Josh asks in flustered voice but I can hear the amusement in his voice.

I fall on the floor laughing so hard I can't breath. Josh starts chuckling and walks over to where I'm laying.

"You scared me half to death. I thought there was a ghost or something" he says while still laughing.

"No ghost just me messing with you" I say when I finally stop laughing.

I get up from the floor and see Josh take a sharp breath when I walk to the kitchen.

I smirk, knowing he sees the leggings, but around and act confused. "Is something wrong babe?"

"When did you get those pants?"

"I got them when we went clothes shopping but I just forgot about them. Is there a tear on them or something?"

"No they look fine" he says, but when I turn back around to go to the kitchen he mutters "And fucking hot" under his breath.

Mission accomplished

Authors Note
Heyyy everybody! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. So just out of curiosity who here likes vampires? I'm starting to write a story that will be called Love You To Death, which will be about a girl called Lauren who lives in a town with supernatural creatures but has no idea vampires or any other creatures exist. What will happen when she meets Peter Steele aka the vampire? That's all the ideas I have for that story but I'm starting to work on the first few chapters so if you enjoy my writing you should check it out when I publish the story.