Stupid mistake

ch.2

I wake up in a bed. I feel eyes on me, so my eyes wander around the room until I land on a pair of emerald green eyes. “wakey wakey!"

“stuff it"

“fiesty? I like it!"

“i said. STUFF IT!" I yell clearly mad and annoyed that I don't know where I am, or who this is or what the hells going to happen to me. I'm not scared, I don't know why, but Im just..not scared. the curly haired boy bounces to his feet in the matter of seconds.

“you stuff it! before I stuff something in your damn mouth!" he yells.

“who do you think you are? huh?! I don't give s SHIT about who you are! I can talk if I want to!" I yell.

“im your owner. you will OBEY me! now... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" He screams. 

“im not a toy! you don't own me!" I'm furious by how he said he ‘owned me' I lunge at him. These dumb asses didn't tie me up. HA! some kidnapping work, right? they're lucky this guy was in here or I would

be been long gone by now. I claw his face, punch him, slap him, and just scream. The guy grabs my shoulders and stares at me.

“you weak ass" I spit in his face. I guess I shouldn't have done that because he spits back, and slams my back on the brown soft carpet.

“whats your name?" he asks me.

“and you care why?"

“tell me your name." he demands.

“carla.."

“well..I'm harry."