Kidnapped By Chresanto August Father

Chapter 7

- Jasmine -

Should I tell them what happened ? Or should I just run from my problems like I usually do ? I want to tell them so that they can help me, but I don't know if they're trustworthy. They do know my kidnapper, and can contact him at anytime. I'm stuck in a rut. I want to just go down into the basement and act as if none of this ever happened. I miss my mom and my dad. They would know what to do. At least I think they would.

I must have been thinking to myself for a long time because, the boys started staring at me again. Chres finally spoke.

"Can you answer the question please ?"

"I-I'm jasmine."

There was an awkward silence.

"Jasmine ?"

"Yes ?"

"Where were you for the past eleven years ?"

I really don't want to answer this question. What if he thinks that I'm the reason that his parents had a fight ? I didn't mean to cause any harm. I didn't want to be here in the first place.

It seemed as if everyone in the room wanted me to answer this question. All eyes were on me. I was very...very uncomfortable

"Why should i tell you ?"

- Chres -

"Why should i tell you ?"

Was all that she said You could tell that the question bothered her, but I wanted to know.

"You should tell me because, you're in my house."

"Well how about I leave then ?"

She started walking towards the door, but I moved in front of it.

"Please ... move."

"I can't do that Jasmine."

"Why the hell not ?"

Feisty ! I like em' feisty ! What was I thinking ? She's a complete stranger who has been living in this house for eleven years without anyone knowing. I can't be thinking of her like that. I need to concentrate on getting my questions answered.

I think I was staring at her and it made her uncomfortable. She started backing away from the door. I finally broke her. But how ? I then realized what she was doing. She was going to run.

"Jasmine ... DON'T EVEN THINK ABOU-"

- Jasmine -

"Jasmine ... DON'T EVEN THINK ABOU-"

I knew what he was going to say, but I didn't care. I started running to the basement. I couldn't face the real world without people staring at me, and asking me questions. Maybe the basement is where I belong.

I heard foot steps behind me, which made me speed up a little. I was almost to the door. I put my hand out and grabbed the handle, twisted it, and ran inside. then I close it. There was banging on the other side of the door. But I wasn't coming out. I was going to stay in my hell whole until I die.

The banging kept going for hours I started to get tired, and my eye lids started to get heavy. I fell asleep instantly.

I was sleep for about 15 minutes, until I heard the door creek. Followed by a bright light shining on my face. Someone approached me, and I was lifted off of the cold, hard, cement floor.

The figure was hard, and warm. I snuggled into the figure until I was placed on something soft. I opened my eyes to see that it was ...

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MWAHAHA! CLIFFY .

WHO TOOK JASMINE ?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT ?

I KNOW BUT YOU DON'T. I'M EVIL LIKE THAT.

STAY GORGEOUS