Kidnapped by Jack Avery

chapter 11

I was about to scream before his large hand clamped over my mouth and looked straight into his piercing, brown eyes that I haven't seen in a month. Fear shot through my veins for the first time in several months.

"Why would you leave me, baby girl? I took care of you, I loved you. Why would you leave me?" His deep voice came out in a whisper, and while there was a hint of anger laced in his tone, the majority of it was sadness. And I actually felt bad for leaving. His hand removed itself from my mouth when I glanced down at it, since I couldn't say anything.

"I...I just wanted to see my family again. I wanted to be able to go to school and see my friends again." I admitted, searching his eyes. "I'm sorry, Jack." I said softly, even though there was a voice nagging me in the back of my mind, telling me I shouldn't be sorry and that I should just run out. But there was another voice, more up front, telling me to go back with him. In a way, I missed him. I missed him holding me, making love to me, kissing my skin. Fuck, I missed him.

I didn't know why I felt this way towards the man who kidnapped me in the first place, I knew that my sanity had deteriorated while I was with him and I...I loved him.

I loved him.

"Baby, come back with me. You can see your family, and your friends, and your school. Just...please. Come back to me." He said softly, the sadness in his voice more prominent this time. This whole situation was fucked. I was scared. Not of him, but more so of myself. I was in love with this man, and I couldn't let myself go back to him, as much as the feeling tugged at my heart. But I did it anyway.

"Okay, just...give me some time to tell my family." I murmured. I was going to be honest to them - minus the whole 'he kidnapped me and I love him now' - part. I was just going to say I was moving out with a man I fell in love with. Yeah, that should work. I hoped.

He smiled wide and looked over at me. "You mean it? Oh, baby, you have no idea how happy this makes me. I love you, I love you, I love you." He leaned over the middle console and peppered the side of my face with kisses causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips, feeling the hole in my heart slowly mend itself the more his stubble tickled my skin.

"I love you too, daddy."