Abduction [EDITING]

Chapter 2 Part~2

Part Two: Emma?

I knew his schedule now, not hard to figure out really. In the morning, at about 12 he brought breakfast than instructed me what the dinner should be. He loved my cooking, and i hated to cook for him. If only i could pour some poison in his food but surprise surprise, why would he leave that in the kitchen? He didn't even allow the use of sharp knives. Predictable. 

I really didn't know if i was giving up hope or getting used to things... i hope it's the latter. Anyways, the room had no windows, tunnelways, shit liike that. It had some complex ventilation mechanism. In a crappy place like this, it was the best thing yet. All i did was eat. Avoid him. Sleep. Repeat. Being an indoor person, it wasn't much of a problem, but god, this wasn't the type of indoor' i'd like to live with. There wasn't even any television around here.

Jason started avoiding me after the 'incident'. He only came down, ate, and went back upstairs to do god knows what. Plan more kidnappings, murders? Or was I his only victim? 

But today was different. Something i didn't expect to happen so fast. 

The breakfast finished quietly, with noone talking amidst. I played with my food nervously as he read the newspaper with all his attention. He didn't let me see them. I tried to, once, but he'd beaten me after that. Pulled my hair and all. I'd cried all night. He had hardly touched his food, and with a quick glance towards me, shoved his food aside, throwing away the newspaper in a far corner. Maybe i had a chance to see if anyone was looking for me. If anyone even remembered me.

He kept staring at me while chewing his food, his face expressionless. His gaze was heavy and my stomach took back flips as he continued to stare.

"You," he pointed his fork at me, "I've done so much for you, risked my life for you and look at you,"

"What?" I croaked. Was he angry at me, again?

"Don't act all goody two-shoes Jenna," He chuckled, while wiping his hands. 

"You were the biggest sl*t in school," He snapped angrily at me. What? Was he there when i rejected so many guys in search of that one perfect guy for me? Did he know i was a virgin?

"No I-"

"Don't talk back at me! I know you more than anyone else! Huh, you flirted with me, kissed me, and went with Darick? Was that a plan all along?" I didn't know why he brought that up again but the kiss was a mistake, a misunderstanding, and i thought i had made him clear about that. 

"The kiss was a mistake," 

"Or was it?" He smirked, 

"Yes, and i made you clear about that! You were just  a fr-"

"Oh cut that bullshit! We all know i wasn't your 'friend' we both were meant to be together, but you played me, and i still love you, i forgave you!" 

"Are you serious? I never liked you!" I shouted my part of the lies, for the first time since i'd been kidnapped. He clamped his hand on my mouth and backed me against a wall. Not again. Please, save me.

"Don't lie to me. You're not good at it. I know when you lie," He traced my forehead while staring at me intently. I instanlty felt conscious, he needed to respect my space. Wait, what am i saying? Why would he? Ha ha. I removed his hand from my face and spoke back, "I'm not lying, it's the truth, you've gone mad!" He slapped me across the face, kicking my back while i fell down. It hurt. Badly. A tear escaped my eyes as he brought me back up, pushing me roughly on the wall again and my sides slammed with the surface, making them ache, too. 

"You ungrateful piece of shit," He spat and slapped me again on the same side he'd done it before. I flew sideways and hit the floor, trying to cower away from him. He was insane. 

"I-I'm sorry," I pleaded as he followed me as i crawled. I came across the chair at the centre of the room which he kicked forwards with his foot and it went flying towards the far end of the room. I shrieked and got on my hands to get up quickly but he grabbed my elbow and pushed me onto the table, putting his hands on either sides so i couldn't escape. He was too close for my liking. I roamed my eyes around the room to see a way out of the cage he'd put me in. Suddenly, he started laughing aloud. I stared at him, confused. 

"You're such a coward," He remarked, which made my blood boil. Was he enjoying this? What was i supposed to do to escape a guy five times my build?

"Please let me go," Maybe, if i showed him i was afraid, he'd have some pity...He backed away and stared at me as i ran towards the bathroom, locking the door from inside. I couldn't slow down my rapid breathing, i was still petrified. He might be outside, waiting for me so he could plunge more of his brutality upon me. I needed to escape.. My breath hitched as i slid down the door and started to sob, loudly. It was difficult to keep it quiet. He might be listening, but i didn't care. He was the cause of all this. I hated him with everything i had in me. 

After two hours or so, i had finally gathered up the courage to peek outside, but he wasn't there. He went to work at this time. That was, i didn't know what 'work' exactly. Why did he have to chose me? I was such a coward, shy type of girl who was pretty average in her looks. All i'd got were these big green eyes but that was about it. I had straight hair which went upto the middle of my back, i had an average height, probably three times shorter than Jason, my figure was just average, too. I didn't know why any guy would pick me to be his, and kidnapping me for that purpose didn't seem to be a possibilty. But it happened. Was i lucky or what?

Well-after the beating, i cooked food for him, practically because i had nothing else better to do. Checking the room seemed like a formality because he didn't leave behind any loose ends. He had planned through every possiblities and designed the room on its basis.

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He didn't come at night. I double checked the food, seeing if it was 'perfect enough' for him. everything was set out right, spic and span. I heard creaking upstairs and my senses took an override as they always did whenever he'd come infront of me. What was he planning to do to me today? He didn't just bring me here for having dinner and chit chat.

Well, he unlocked the door and stepped down the stairs. I saw his figure slowly come in sight, with him carrying a drink in his hand, his body bumping the sides of the wall rather clumsily.

He was drunk.

I quickly ran towards the bathroom but he caught me mid-way bringing me back to him.

"Emma," He half-whispered. I gulped.

"Huh?"

"Sit,"

"Please let me go,"

"Sit you piece of shit!" He roughly shoved me on the chair and sat infront, staring at me which made goosebumps appear on my skin. 

"Why did you leave me, Emma?" His forehead creased into a frown and he appeared vulnerable. 

"I-"I cleared my dry throat, looking at his plate which soaked in alcohol he had accidently dropped on it..there went my hard work.

"I'm Jenn-"

"Mother told me you were the girl..who'd change me, embrace me..but did she not know you were like her Emma?"

"How?" I decided to play along, unfold the secrets he's spilling out. Was i taking advantage of his condition or what? Well, you can't blame me.

"What do you mean how? You found a perfect guy, your perfect guy who wasn't broken and bruised..who'd be with you when you needed him," He started tracing my forearm, appearing to be in some deep thinking.

"But then i found you Emma," 

"You're right here now, and we could finish off what we'd started,"

He smiled.

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