Kidnappers love

chapter 2

chapter 2:- a new home?

i received a cold shiver down the back of my spine. i turned around to see the boy from town earlier today. 'oh great! what does he want' i thought to myself.

"come with me or your life will be in danger," he warned.

wait... was he threatening me? at this moment of time i was wondering what i ever did wrong to have a stranger try to take me away. i started to panick as he picked me up and threw me over shoulder. oh great! now im being kidnapped!

he chicked me into the passenger seat of his car and drove away. i started to feel tears roll down my cheeks as we drove further and further away from my house. i was petrified! i felt the car stop as we reached a traffic light on red. the blonde boy then looked at me to see a few more tears roll down me cheek.

"hey, hey, hey, dont cry. youll be fine i promise. im not going to hurt you." he comforted as his thumb lightly rubbed my cheeks to get rid of my tears.

i started feeling a little safer knowing he wasnt going to hurt me but i still didnt know where we were going.

"w-where anre we g-going?" i stuttered.

"somewhere safe," he replied.

i started to get tired and dozed of in the passenger seat of his car. abount an hour later, i wake up outside a large house in the middle of the countryside.

"WOW! this place is HUGE, where are we?" i questioned.

"your new home for the time being," answered the blonde boy.

i looked at him puzzld as he just grinned at me.

"im taylor, taylor hill." introduced the blonde.

"charlotte, charlotte renolds, but i guess you already knew that." i giggled.

"lets go inside." taylor offered.

i followed him inside to see a beautifully decorated house. the walls were white and the hallway floors were carpeted red. i followed taylor upstairs to a bedroom which i figured would be 'my' room. honestly, it was one of the best things i had ever seen! there was a four poster bed with a thick duvet covet.a purple rug layed in the middle of the floor and hanging on the doors of my walk in wardrobe was the dress; the dress i had wanted to buy in new look earlier thet day.

"i knew that i had to take you away for a while now so i just thought, maybe, if i got the dress for you, it would make you a little happier," explained taylor.

unexpectedly, i walked up to him and gave him a hug.

"thank you," i whispered.

"what for? the only thing ive ever done for you is kidnap you for a reason you dont even know?" he questioned confused.

"the dress and this beautiful room and house. you may have kidnapped me for a reason i dont know but you are definatly a sweet heart,"i giggled.

he just smiled at me cheesily as i pulled away. i was thinking about why i was in danger but i couldn't get my head around it. so i just left it up to him to tell me. taylor eventually left my room so i could get some sleep. i changed into a pair of pyjames and layed down in my new comfy bed. i was asleep quicker than you could say snooze.

i woke up at 7:30am the next day, hoping it whole thing was a dream. i poen my eyes to find me layed in the four poster bed i was dreading to see. i sighed upsettingly and got out of bed. i walked into my wardrobe, collected some clean clothes and decided to take a quick shower.luckily, there was a bathroom connected to my bedroom so i wouldnt need to try and find one in this hige house.

after about ten minutes, i decided to go explore the house. when i reach the top of the stairs, i could smell the delicious smell of pancakes. i followed the scent and soon enough i entered the kitched. it was the cleanest and largest kitched i had ever seen in my whole 14 years of living. the kitched benches surrounded the back and left side of the room wish cupboards underneath them all. in the center of the room stood a counter/table surrounded by chairs. then in the very back right hand corner was where the fridge/freezer stayed.

"morning," taylor greeted in his deep morning voice.

"morning," i replied cheerfully.

"well someone is extremely cheerful this morning," teased taylor.

"just trying to make my life a little happier here," i whispered with a tear rolling down my left cheek as i think of my family.

"hey, dont cry, i told you, youre ganna be fine. i made pancakes!" he screamed trying to cheer me up which by the way did work a little.

i chuckled by his excitement over pancakes. about five mintes later, taylor finished cooking and gave me a plate with three pancakes on it. i smoothered them all in syrup and began to eat.

maybe living here wont be that bad after all...

hey guys so that was the second chapter. wow two chapters in one night haha x well ill update the next chapter later tonight.

luv ya xxx

- Ebony-Paige