Kidnap Me I Might Play With Your Heart (WeeklyChris)

Kissing killers in an act

Dean took a minute to take it in before replying, "you might want to get down here, Sky's gone".

"Just-give me a minute" Chad motioned Dean away, Chad turned his head back towards me. All in one motion, he grabbed my sides, laid me down, my head was at the other end of the bed, and he was on top of me.

"What the hell do you know about this?" He asked dangerously. "Nothing" I lied, "you better tell me now before it could get you hurt" Chad warned. "I don't know anything" I lied again, "You better not" Chad said leaning close before getting up and leaving the room.

Dean seconds later walked inside, I sat myself up as he noticed me.

"You may be fooling Chad, but I'm not buying it" Dean stated, "what are you trying to say?" I asked trying to come out clueless. "This little act. It's not working" Dean said plainly, I didn't reply for a moment.

"Do you think I want to be here?" I asked, him and I already both knowing the answer. "With the way your acting" Chad started, "to some people" he continued "it's kinda hard to tell".

"Well I don't want to get killed" I stated my obvious opinion, "so that's it" I looked back towards Dean as he spoke, "You don't want to be killed".

I took a long breath not replying. "What do you think Chad would say if he found out that's he reason why?", Dean spoke mockingly. I tensed not taking my eyes away from Dean as he spoke again, "I have a few ideas, he would either use you. Or kill you" Dean smirked.

"He can't-" I paused as Dean stopped in his tracks for the door, and turned back towards me. "Can't what?" Dean started, "kill you? I'd like to see him tell you that and not mean it" Dean laughed, emphasizing the word 'not'.

Dean turned back towards the door, I knew from the look he gave me, he was going to go tell Chad.
"Wait" I hopped off the bed and went towards Dean, by the time I was nearing the door, he had shut it.

I desperately reached for the handle and tugged on the door, it didn't move.

I looked through the key hole to see something blocking the door from opening.

I looked around cautiously, before attempting to hit the door and make what was blocking it, fall. It didn't work. I hit it again, just from the bottom half of the door, a small thud followed soon after.

I smiled in hope, slowly pushing the door open enough to slip out of the room.

I hurried my way down the stairs and came into the kitchen carefully. Dean was sitting on the side of the island that faced me, and Chad was facing away. "I don't believe-" Chad dragged on the last word as Dean nodded his head towards me.

Chad turned towards me and stood to his feet, "Anna!" He smiled but his voice sounded sour, "I need to talk with you". His words ran in my head, he was probably going to use me, or kill me, like Dean said.

"Come on" Chad said lightly, grabbing my arm and brining me back up the stairs into his room. Chad patted the edge of the bed for me to take a seat, I hesitated before doing so, glancing at the desk beside me.

"I went downstairs" Chad started, "and your friend is gone", I nodded not wanting to say the wrong thing. "Then," Chad began again, "Dean came and found me, he had a concern" Chad said glaring towards me.

My whole body froze for a moment, and the increasing worried feeling spread through me.

"He thinks you look at 'this' as a joke" Chad spoke powerfully, " 'this?' " I asked, hoping he was referring to something else. Witch was unlikely.

"Our-well-what happened when Dean had interrupted" Chad cleared his throat. I took a deep breath before speaking, "why would he think that?" I asked quickly.