Rescued Into Love

Chapter Six

Time passes by and I am still fighting to ignore the itchy feeling in my wrist. The door opens and my mind draws all attention to the boy standing in the door frame. He stands there staring at me with those green eyes. I stare back, but not in his sympatic way. I stare back with hate. I hate how he tied me up. I hate how he kidnapped me. I hate him. He walks over to the bed and pulls up the stool that was on the side of the bed and places it in front of me. He sits there. I try to sit myself up, but every move I make causes me to whimper in pain. He doesn’t smile. Does he not enjoy seeing me like this? He then hesitates to touch me. Was he gonna help me up? 
After a bit of struggling I got myself to sit up in his direction. I expect him to start talking to me, but he just stares at me. It seems like he is copying every detail of me and saving it into a file in his head. I just wait for him to say something, but the silence is killing me.

“Why?” I ask.
His lips somewhat frown. “Why what?”
“Why did you kidnap me?”
“If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.”
“Why should I believe you? You kidnapped me.”
“Do you even know my name?” He asks.
“Do you know mine?”
I just realize this is my first conversation with him since he kidnapped me. His tone is so calm as mine is so angry.
“Of course I know your name. I know a lot about you Bella Meadow, Jones.”
I freeze in stand still. He knows my middle name. No one, but my parents know my middle name. Not even Zoe. How does he know my middle name? He smirks a little bit before standing up and walks out the room. I don’t move. I can’t move. How does he know my middle name. 
The thought of someone besides my parents knowing my middle name surprises me. I never told anyone. How did he find out. I never use it for anything. How does he knows? Why does he know? What else does know about me? The way he said Meadow is even creepier. He said in a way that he knew would bother me. What is his game? Why am I here? How does he know my name?