How to take a hostage (Johnny Depp fanfiction)

Chapter 5

He got out and with a last warning look he closed the door.

Alone. What should I do? Stay in bed? Wait for him? Escape?

Screaming would be a bad idea because who are the people outside?

So I got out of bed when I heard the footsteps coming closer and closer. When the door opened there were two police men. Shocked I looked at them. Didn't say a word. "Miss?", they asked me, "are you okay?" Before I could answer they just fell to the ground. Scared I looked at their faces. No expressions, not even a surprised look. In front of the light I saw a shadow. It was him. The robber. The guy who was sleeping next to me with those amazing reflexes. He killed them. He killed two innocent people. Imperious he nodded into my direction: "Dress yourself, we gotta go." Shaking I took my clothes while he was searching for different things in the other rooms. Without saying a word he got back, grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the apartment down a lot of stairs. 

"Get in!", he pointed at a car. I sat down on the co-drivers seat while he started the motor. We were driving through a boring landscape, it told me nothing about where I could be. Interrupting the silence he put out some chewing gum, took one and gave it to me. Shaking my head I put it back. Smirking into my direction all the time, I got annoyed. "What?!", I snapped at him. Grinning he just shook his head and drove on.

After a certain time he started to do it again and before I could snap at him again, he explained that I saved him from being caught and that he wouldn't had expected that. "It was a mistake, okay?" I grumbled, "if I wouldn't have wake you up those men would be alive! How could you kill them? They were innocent people just trying to save me!"   I would have expected everything but not laughter. He started to laugh like a child. It sounded so sweet and pure, I was staring at him as if I've seen a flying cow. When his laugh attack was over he asked, "you think I killed them? Oh god sweetheart you're too cute!", and laughed again. "Didn't you?", I sceptically moved my eyebrows. "Of course not, they gonna wake up in two days or so and not remember the last minutes. But it would be funny if they would, because the police might think you're my partner", he still couldn't stop himself from giggling.

Offended I turned my face to the window and asked myself why I woke him up. I could be free now. Going home to my family. Which only includes my father and my dog. My mother has always been bitchy, and last year she moved out. It wasn't too hard for me. But oh god, I forgot my dad. He wouldn't be able to sleep. How could I forget that? Worrying about me was one of his very strong habits. Slowly I realized the roads began to become smaller and smaller and the trees got bigger and bigger. But we were using the van he drove when he kidnapped me so that wasn't a problem. "Hey how is it you never introduced yourself? I think as your hostage I have the right to know that.", I looked at him.

Grinning he turned his head, "well at first, you're a hostage, you have no rights at all" he smiled, "but my name is John." "okay then I will call you so instead of kidnapper", I pulled a grimasse. "The drive is gonna be long, so no need for awkward silence, what's your name and where are you from? Tell me a bit about you." His smile was just amazing. Brighter than the sun could ever be. Um okay what do you tell your kidnapper about yourself? Stuttering I told him a bit about myself and it seemed as he was interested in it. But he was right, the driving was very long, and slowly my eyes started to close. "It's okay, sleep a bit", he looked at me. Nodding I turned my head to look out of the window. The landscape became blurred, and the last thing I asked myself was where the hell John would take me.