Finn wolfhard ~•| Kidnapped|•~

chapter 2

Your pov

After nearly four naps, the door reopened.

"Freckles?" I mumbled, squinting.

"Finn, Finn Wolfhard." A gaurd walked in, "thats his name."

I nodded as he cut my restraints loose.

"Come upstairs for dinner." He stepped out the way and looked away.

"Ok." I had a scratch voice.

I've been here for two days maybe. I walked upstairs, using the wall for support. "Hello, thing," Freckles was sat at an island.
"Hi, Freckles," i sat by him and looked at my hands.

"Where's my food, if its not here in ten seconds, its a bullet in someones head!" Finn yelled.

I saw a gun on the island beside him. "How long am i here for Freckles?" I looked at him look, hopeful.

"Until your father pays his money bill." Finna looked at the maid as she bought out two plates and passed one to Freckles and the other to me.

"Thanks," i said trying not to cough.
Water came out next and i quickly drank it.

"Well you look like youve never been fed before." Finna snorted. I ignored his remark.

Fuck off freckles.
Look at your skinny ass legs.
Fuckin bitch!

Putting down the glass Finn ATTACKED me! He put something over my mouth and wipes it against my face. I panicked and pushed him away, quickly.

"Geez! Calm down i was cleaning your face, its all sooty!".

I touched my face and saw it was. "Oh." I mumbled. "Sorry Finn," i looked at my hands.

"How do you know my name?" He demanded.

"I-" he stood up and left.

I stared to eat the food on my plate.
For kidnappers food its pretty good Finn didn't come back to a guard escorted me to a room and passed me a sheet of paper

Your rules:

1. Don't leave your room after 7pm.
2.Eat when given food.
3.Don't speak back to the Chief.
4.Be respectful.
5.Don't try escape.
6.We are not friends.
7.You don't have to be alive for this deal to work.

I looked up and swallowed.
The door slammed and i heard footsteps going down the hall. I jumped into the shower and sighed out in relief. I was going to brush my teeth and feel GREAT! I finished after doing girl shit in the shower and singing. I brushed my teeth, happily. I brushed my hair and put it in a quick plait. I opened the door, a towel wrapped around me loosely.

I opened the walk in closet and saw boy clothes. A camera in the far corner made me subconsciously pull the towel tighter. I walked in and only saw white shirts ironed to perfection for suits. He wouldn't miss one, would he? I grabbed one and opened the draws, shoes. Fancy ass shoes. Nope, next draw had underwear in. Not girl ones.

I gross thought popped into my head that made me almost gag and shut the draw.
Yo, his dick has been in there.
I just put on the top and it didn't even crease. Now i want to try other things on. Even though their huge on me!
I saw a black blazer, expensive looking, i put it on and looked in the mirror and giggled.

I pulled at the blazers front and put a serious look on. "I look like a good business woman," i thought aloud with a smile.

I put the blazer on his little chairs with no back support and looked around some more.