Loving my kidnapper

Unlocked Rooms

Regina

"What do you think you're doing?"

I literally froze on the spot at the moment. I'm looking down while my hands balled up as fist in order to hide the fact that they are shaking.

I started regretting what I did. Everything is done now. Nothing I can do to go to the past and make it look like I never attempted to escape.

And this is the day finally.

Finally the day which I'm going to experience something bad since I had been in this house.

Wait, he did promise me that he will never hurt me.

What if he break his promise?

What if he hit me?

I hear the footsteps towards me. When he is just a few centimeters away from me I sneaked a glimpse at his eyes, but that was enough for me to make it out looked like-

Wait what?!!!

Sadness is what I find in his eyes. I expected something close to hitting and there he is looking sad, straight into my eyes. What on Earth is he thinking??

Or maybe he is sad that he should do something to me so as to make sure that I won't escape again.

The room is so silent that I could hear my own heart beat.

Maybe is this the silence before the storm.

While there are hundred thoughts going on presently in my mind of what he will do to me, he just gripped my wrist and lead me somewhere inside the house in pure silence. We just stopped near the door of one of rooms which is locked.
(If you don't remember it then go to the chapter "shopping trip - 1")

He took the unlocked the door and motioned me to go in the room. I quickly went in, since I don't want to make him more 'sad' or 'angry'. He just came after me and sat on the edge of the bed. I stood there silently watching his every move. But he didn't do anything rather than sitting there.

After a few minutes of observing him, I finally figured that he will not do anything to me. I gathered enough courage to have a look at the room in which we are in. It looked like a old one which is not cleaned since years. I can see cobwebs in the corners and lot of dust everywhere. Just then a photo frame near a closet caught my eye. I went near it and picked it up carefully. I cleaned the dust on it with my hand to have a clear look of the photo. It is a photo of a couple in wedding attire.

Now I am not at all afraid of him since he was doing nothing but sitting in the same spot and eyeing the photo and the closet behind me. So now I'm curious about what I will find inside the closet.

I quickly opened it, I found the wedding gown which I just saw in the photo. To my surprise it is as so neatly kept as if it was a new one. It is only the thing in this room which it not dusty. As I normal woman would do I just took the gown and kept it against me while seeing in mirror as how it will look for me.

I could see a small smile on his face in mirror. I turned to him, he is seeing me with the same expression on his face. He slowly walking towards me taking small steps. I'm taking a step back wards while he is taking a step forward. This happened until my back is touched by wall. He kept his both hands on either side of my head, trapping me between him and wall. His hands are on the wall slowly moving down. He gripped both my hands and pinned them above my head. I came back to my senses when he is leaning in. I didn't accept him as my boyfriend and I want to save my first kiss to my future boyfriend. I am not blaming him but I'm the one who is not sure to accept him or not. I finally decided to think about it afterwards but first I need to stop him.

"Nathan" I whisper shouted while he was about to steal my first kiss. I again shouted his name, now a little louder than before. He stopped leaning in and quickly went backwards leaving my hands to be free from his grip. He sighed and said "I'm sorry. We don't need to do this. I know every girl wants their first time to be special. It's really unexpec-"

"Hey, it's okay. Relax now. It's not anyone's fault. Here in Paris it's not a big deal but I'm the one who did not grew up in that fast environment. " I said looking down.

"I like it slow anyway" he said with a smile to which I returned it.

After a few minutes of awkward silence he spoke "This was my parents room." Pointing to the frame " It's their wedding photo."
As it is old, the faces of the persons in photo are not clear. On keen observation I could see the similarities between him and his parents. He got his father's blonde hair and his mother's green eyes.

On seeing his parents something struck on my mind. His parents seem very much familiar to me. But I couldn't exactly make out that how they were familiar to me. I am in a deep thought that I didn't even see that he went out of the room. I heard a sound of opening of a lock. After a few minutes he came into my view with a photo album in his hand. He beside me and placed the album in my lap.

In the first few pages I saw his parents and some other people. In middle of the album there's a picture of a baby boy sleeping in a cradle. I can tell it's the picture of Nate when he was a baby. In another he is playing with his father's hair laughing heartily. Smile appeared on my face seeing him as a toddler in the pictures.

Everything was fine with me until I saw a photo of three children playing in a garden. A girl and two boys. One of the boys is Nate and the other is-

My brother. (Not Chris)

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A/n

Another cliffhanger!!

If it's her own brother then why did she not remember him. What exactly happened??

Don't worry, everything will be cleared in the next chapter.

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