Maniac

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Maniac

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Ariel's P.O.V

                                   "Make one more wrong move, come on brave girl, I dare you." His voice rung into my ears. I looked at him as he was towering over me on the ground. I looked straight into his eyes as he walked over to the door. I hear them talking, but I couldn't focus on the conversation because my breathing was so loud and heavy. I was still completely shocked by his outburst. I guess the whole kidnapping thing just finally came into my head.

I heard a door slam shut, as he walked back in with a pizza box in his hand. I stay on the ground, against the wall as he walked to the kitchen. "Come eat, unless you want to die of starvation." He snickered as I heard the pizza land on the table. I didn't want to give in, I didn't want to see him, but I definitely didn't want to die of starvation and dehydration.

I slowly, but surely get up from the ground and make my way to the kitchen table. The mysterious man was holding two water bottles in his hand. "Catch." He spoke as he threw it to me. Reluctantly, I cought it without flinching. "Thanks." I murmured as I grabbed one of the plates on the counter, and walked back over to the table with the pizza box open. The man had already taken a slice and sat down. I grab two slices and put it on my plate, slowly. As I take a bite and swallow, the sweet savoring taste of pizza roams through my mouth. I haven't had food in days.

As I finish my two slices and get another. The man in front of me, had already ate four slices, plus his entire water. I took a sip of water as he began to open his mouth. "Tell me about yourself." He says calmly, as if we're friends. I swallow my water, "What." I question as I look dead in his eyes. He chuckles to himself as I take a slice of my pizza. "I mean, tell me about yourself."

"I'm a girl." I say as I chewed my pizza, "And my name is Ariel." His jaw clenched, as I could tell he wasn't very pleased with my sarcasm and attitude. But I could care less. I was beyond scared, pissed off, and just completely confused. I was still trying to contemplate my escape from this house.

"How about I go first then, yeah?" He says as he throws away his plate and sits back down, on the opposite side of me, "I'm Harry, I'm twenty two and-' he says as I cut him off with my strong voice. "I don't give a shit." I say as I finish my pizza and stand up, "How in the hell could you kidnap me, threaten me, and then act like we're friends? Physio."

He raises himself from the table as he walks over to me. I quickly, without even thinking run to the nearest escape. I can feel his breath behind me as he runs right behind me. Without a second to think I run down the stairs. Why would I do this you may ask, well it's because I had no where else to go and that I was thinking fast.

When I get to the last step from the stairs, Harry pushes me down to the ground. I take not one second to get back up and continue to run across the basement. Harry was way too fast compared to me, and he caught me. "What the hell!" He screams in my face as he throws me into the corner of the room. "Did you honestly think that you could runaway from me?" His maniac side was showing, as his green eyes turned dark, and his hands curled up into a fist. His breathing was louder, as his expression on his face turned darker, more evil.

"Who do you think you are, running away from me?" He screams even louder as he walks towards me, pulling me against the wall. His hands had the cuffs of my shirt. I looked to the side, so I didn't have to look into his eyes. "Are you going to answer me or just stand here like an idiot?" He says a bit lower, but still creepy. I swallow as I try to calm my breathing.

"Pleas-se let me go." I manage to say as my throat dries up and my legs start to shake even worse than they already were. He chuckles to himself as he takes a tighter grip of my shirt, "Now, tell me dear. Why in the god of earth would I do that?"