Kidnapping Desire (Jemi Story) ( On Hold )

Chapter 4 ♥

- If you think im gonna let you go, you're very wrong, baby - he said and walked out of the room.

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'' Oh .. '' he groaned. I shut my eyes to avoid his eyes. I feel so used right now. Why this has to happen to me? Why? 

'' fuck '' he said while thrusting not slow but fast either. He grabs my face and makes me look at him. I wasnt enjoying this, not at all. '' say my name '' he told me. I didnt say anything. He began to move faster '' say my fucking name! '' 

I closed my eyes again, feeling him. '' J-Joe '' i said letting out a small moan. I wanted this to end.

'' Oh God..'' he moved faster, breathing heavily then, he comes to a complete stop. Finally, he came.

I just lay there, meanwhile he got up from the bed and went to his bathroom. It has been a month since i got kidnapped by this asshole. I became his sex toy and now he got me locked up in his bedroom. What did I do to deserve this? Is it because of what i do cause it doesnt make sense. I saw him walked out of the bathroom, walking towards me. He climed over the bed, getting untop of me. 

'' You're really good, you know that '' he said and i looked away. Ok, sometimes i dont get him. Before all this he was about to kill me and then, he turns all romantic and shit.

'' You said that so i dont feel used '' i said looking away. '' Im not using you, you live here with me '' i scoffed '' You got me kidnapped for God sakes! and you tell me your not fucking using me for you needs?! '' i said looking at him and he rolled his eyes. '' don't make me throw you to the basement '' he said  grabbing my face. '' You've done it already so what the hell '' i said and he let me go.

He got off me and i sat on the bed, looking at him. '' you are staying here. i'll tell someone to bring you some food...depends on how i feel '' he said and left the room. Depends on how he feels? bullshit, he aint bringing me nothing. I got up and went to the bathroom. Took a long warm shower, to relax for a while. I needed to call my bestfriend, he must be fucking desperate but, that aint gonna happen, for sure. After a couple of minutes, i got out and put on one of his shirts. His shirts covers me perfectly. I sat near the window and stared outside. It was a very nice place, peaceful, beautiful. Atleast i got something to get my mind off this situation.

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BAM! Someone has slammed the door, making me jump. I fell asleep on the window, it was night time already. I looked up and i saw joe staring at me. '' What were you doing?'' he asked. '' Sleeping'' i replied sarcastically. '' ha ha ha funny '' he rolled his eyes and i got up, sitting on the bed. '' it is obvious '' i told him and he got closer to me. '' you hungry? '' i nodded looking down at my hands. I was starving! '' Well then, your food is on the kitchen '' he placed a kiss on my neck. I backed away a little '' what is wrong with you? '' i  looked at him.

'' Well, im trying to make you feel comfortable now that you live with me and you are basically mine '' he said and i rolled my eyes '' all i want is to go home '' i stood up. '' i hate this place, i hate you!''  i yelled and he just stared at me. i was about to cry but i hold myself. '' i hate my life, i hate you for making me feel miserable '' he stood up.

'' well that's too bad, i already told you, you arent leaving this place, your mine now! '' i runned my hands through my hair. '' How you expect me to feel comfortable when all you do is hit me when your mad or fuck the shit out of me! How you expect me to respect you when you dont do the same?! I fucking hate you! '' i pushed him hard and started to walk out of the room, but he grabbed me by the arm and pushed me towards the bed. He walked out of the room, locking the door.

I lay there, crying all night. He never came to the room after that and yea he always sleeps with me. I feel like i dont have anyone in this world, right now i needed someone, someone very close to me. Someone to tell me that everything is gonna be alright, that things will get better. I tried to sleep but i couldnt because i was very hungry.

It was 5:45am and i was in the same place, not crying anymore but still trying to sleep. What if he's trying to change around me? no, that's impossible...or, maybe not. What i dont get is that he wants me to feel comfortable here but he still treats me like a fucking toy. If i have no chance on getting out of here, i have no choice but to get used to this place, to him and his duties.  

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