Chapter 2

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I still couldn't believe this was happening. It all went so fast and it seems so much. A sexy abductor that wears a mask, a beautiful house with no windows and doors locked form the outside...what is this. And I'm sitting here, for what seems like an eternity, just waiting for him to make his next move. This is insane. I need to get out of here; to do something. But, there's no visible way of escaping and I don't want to go out of the way and piss off the one person that has my life in his hands now.

I couldn't help but be bothered about what's on the other side of that door, the one two feet across from the bed. Its just there, staring at me. And, deciding to let curiosity get the best of me, I headed over to it. I've learn a thing or two from Blaine about picking locks when we used to sneak into the school or libraries for dates on a Saturday afternoon. I didn't have the actual lock picker but a hair pin would suffice. I had a big enough one but its what held my hair together. Oh well, too bad for hair-dos. I needed to see what whats beyond here. So I drew it out, stooped and tried something.

"That won't help," a familiar voice said behind me and I almost jumped out of my skin. I stood up and faced him. He still wore his mask but this time he wore a pair of black pants, Italian black shoes and a normal long sleeved white shirt. The oh so classical dresser. Pfft. He also carried a backpack.

"If you're that curious just ask. I wont bite." Is this prick for real. I mentally shook my head.

"What's behind the door?"

"A bathroom," great... "and you're gonna need these if you're going to use it." He threw a bag on the bed. I stared at it. I knew he expected me to open it but there was no way I was going to. He dropped his hands, in frustration I realize, and emptied it out on the bed. Soap, toothbrush, sponge rags, toilet paper. Everything was there, even - omg he didn't - tampons. I tried to suppress a laugh. I notice too that there was at least three suits of clothes...my clothes. I looked up at him.

"I tried to get more but you're mom came home early from work"

"You were in my house?" My eyes widened.

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd be okay with the idea of me shopping for you. I'm terrible at that."

"How did you get in? You didn't hurt my mom did you? How-"

"Of course I wouldn't hurt Mrs.Hudson. She's such a sweetheart. And Lloyd is my friend-"

"My dad?"

"Yeah, how else would I get in?"

He cant be serious. How can he know my parents and do this to them. To me.

"How do you know my parents? Why would you-"

"They are old friends of my parents. As they are friends of mine too. So you don't have to worry about me hurting them or anything."

"But you can hurt me?"

"Have I hurt you Kay-lee?"

"Well no. Not physically. But you kidnapped me. How can they be you're friends and you do that to them"

"They think you're over at Blaine's or a friend's house. They still have at least 6 more hours or so to realize you're missing. Stop worrying"

"Stop worrying? Are you psychotic? How can you know them and do this to them. And to me? They're your friends as you claim and I was supposed to be having my super sweet sixteen-"

"I couldn't wait okay," his voice kicked up a notch, "I don't care if they're my friends. I wanted you. I've wanted you for myself for so long now. And i couldn't stand seeing you with those people anymore." Those people? I raised a brow. "I wanted you so I..."

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