Kidnapped by Jack Avery

Chapter 4

I laid there on the bed, that was oddly well-made and didn't look like complete shit like you'd imagine it to. The room looked like a regular basement that people occasionally used except for the large, queen-sized bed with the dark grey, fluffy comforter. It was comfortable, but the fact that I was being held her against my will made me not want to get as comfy as I'd like.

Jack was odd, that was obvious, and he scared me. Him wanted me to call him 'daddy' scared me, made me uncomfortable and lured me in all at the same time and I had no clue what to think of him just yet, other than the fact that he was too old for me yet I didn't have a choice but to be with him. The thought of escaping had crossed my mind more than once, that was not a lie, and I even found myself thinking about exactly how I could get out of this hell hole but I was scared.

What if I got caught?

What if he had cameras in here and he was watching my every move?

What if he was in here and watching my every move?

My own thoughts made me more paranoid than I ever thought a girl could be, but I had to calm down. If he wanted to kill me, he would've done it by now, so at least I didn't have to worry about that. I hoped. But what did he want with me? I know he said he just 'wanted me' but I had no clue what that meant. It'd be great if he'd explain himself but he didn't seem like the type of guy to do such a thing, at least not to his victim.

I was lost in my own train of thought when he came back down, now wearing only sweatpants and no shirt, showing the tattoos that littered his torso but seemed to shy away from his arms, only one of an eye on his shoulder from what I could see. I had to look away because of how goddamn attractive he was, mainly because I knew it was wrong to think about my kidnapper that way. I was supposed to hate him, not think he was the most gorgeous thing in the world and want to do unmentionable things to him. That was wrong on all of the levels.

I stayed quiet, my gaze down at my lap as I played with my fingers nervously, my heart pounding in my chest as I felt the bed dip beside me, watching out of the corner of my eye as he laid down and made me do the same, pulling me against him, my back against his chest. "What're...What are you doing?" I heard my small, slightly shaky voice ask as I instinctively curled up, making my body appear even tinier against his.

"I couldn't sleep." Was all I heard until he nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, humming softly to himself and tightening his grip on me as his arms were around my waist? His actions made me tense up, to which he only chuckled and shook his head slightly.

"Calm down. I wouldn't hurt my baby girl. You're safe with me. I promise."