I shouldn't be falling for you

Chapter 4 - Good impression

(Anya's pov)

I woke up in a strange room, it was gorgeous, exactly like what I wanted my dream room to be made me think I was still dreaming honestly, until I heard the door open and he was standing in the door frame, and it turned this dream-reality into a nightmare. I wanted to look away, close my eyes and pinch myself trying to wake up properly but I couldn't something way drawing my eyes to him. Now in proper lighting I could see his features properly, the way he held himself and other little features you wouldn't notice unless you were a staring idiot like me at this moment. He held himself high, arms behind his back. His posture was amazing. His hair was black and messy but still looked good, he had grey skin that almost glowed, he had slightly big ears and nose but the proportion of his face all fit together almost perfectly, his eyes were thin but round and he had a beard and moustache, not fully grown but it didn't look messy, it just finished off his facial features nicely. He wore a white shirt with a red "D" on it and a black waist coat that showed off his muscles well, he also wore black trousers and black dress boots. He looked handsome I will admit but when I look at him in the eye I get this sharp pain in my thigh which makes me divert my attention down to my legs and there I see something in the shape of the letter D that looks like it has been burnt into my skin. It was red and looked recent but didn't hurt. I wanted to talk wanted to ask him all of my questions: who are you? , Why am I here? , Where are we? , Why me? , What is this? And many, many more. But I couldn't I could feel his piercing black eyes looking at me, waiting for me to look back at him. I couldn't look up at him but with all my strength I turned at faced him, I was shaking, waiting for him to say something, anything, but he didn't. He just continued to look down at me. Like before.

(??? Pov)

She was beautiful, even with the messy hair form lying down and her confused and curious eyes wandering the room. I've never seen someone or something as beautiful as her. I want her to talk to me, even if she yells and screams I want her to talk. I feel bad, she looked me in the eye and it hurt her, she's probably too afraid to talk to me now. I'm an idiot. I just couldn't risk her escaping and me never being able to find her again, or worse any of them getting their hands on them. They don't know how to treat someone as precious and amazing as her right, hell they don't know how to treat anyone with the tiniest bit of kindness. If they ever try to do anything to her I will rip out their throats and feed it to them and torture them until they understand and know she is mine!

I've been staring at her for some time now, I really wanted her to be the first to talk but I guess her fear overrides anything else, which is understandable, being taken from your home, from your family, your friends, hobbies, being taken from your life would cause you to be frozen with fear. I didn't know how to start the conversation, what do you first say to a girl that you just kidnapped? I scattered my brain for a simple sentence to start with. Something kind of comforting to show her I was a good person and that I wasn't going to hurt her but I couldn't come up with something I deemed good enough. It had probably only been two minutes since she looked at me but it felt like an eternity, I gave up trying to think of something to say and just said the first thing that popped into my head.

"Hi... umm did you sleep okay?" My voice was quiet but still audible and as always was dark and deep. I kept my gaze fixated on her but it was as strong as before. I was trying so hard not to frighten her but knew in the end she was always going to be afraid. Her eyes stayed directed at the floor, her body frozen. I stopped believing she was going to respond and slowly started to exit the room until I heard a soft whisper.

"Hello" She spoke so softly and her lips hardly moved but she spoke, she acknowledged me and she didn't scream at me. I thought things were going to be alright, that we would be able to get along well quickly until I noticed crystal clear drops falling from her precious eyes. She was crying. Silently crying it was unnoticeable unless you were staring. I didn't know what to do, I've never comforted someone before, my friends and I have never been emotional so I was absolutely clueless. I tried my best and knelt down in front of her, I didn't touch her though I wanted too I knew it wouldn't be right, I did the only thing I knew that was used to comfort people. I sang to her. Quietly and nervous to begin with but it got more confident as the song went on.