The Fae's Chance

Chapter 5

Thomas's POV ♤

He looked more intimidating then he did at school, though that might be because my perspective had changed.  His new persona, as scary as it was, was kinda hot. It was like some fifty Shades of Grey aura.

Why did I have to be attracted to the wall that's kidnapping me. Why couldn't he be ugly? Then I wouldn't be checking him out. If he noticed, he at least didn't bring it up. 

Who am I kidding he has been staring me down this whole time.

"Come on. Your parents will be here in a few minutes. Then we can talk." He nodded his head towards the door, indicating that he wants me to walk on my own. 

I was still too scared to move. Staring at him seemed to be the only thing I was able to do at the moment. It was like he had me in a trance. He reached a hand towards me to help me up. I was grateful for it, but at the same time it made me hate myself. 

I'm so weak, that I have to rely on my kidnapper to help me up. How pathetic. The little voice in my head thought. I knew it was right. What kind of person highlights the fact their kidnapper is attractive. I'm such a disappointment to humanity.

We walked through the broken door and I could finally see what a mess the house was. My door was "dead" and in pieces on the ground. As I look around, the more I see that my room was completely torn apart. Furniture knocked over, the used to hang pictures are on the floor, and the clothes are just spewed all over the place. It looked like a hurricane hit my room.

That wasn't even the worst of the house. Downstairs looked like we got robbed. Everything that was mine was taken, and everything else was against the wall. How do you even cause this much damage in 20 minutes? I just don't understand.

"What the hell happened h-here?" I tried to questioned. All of them just ignored me. I was just a shadow to five people, and it's starting to get on my nerves.

"I. Asked. You. A. Question." I gritted out. I did slowly to make sure they caught the memo. But alas it went over their heads.

Who the hell do they think they are? I will not be ignored.

I did the last thing I could think of to catch their attention; I sang the most annoying song I could think of. Baby shark. 

My singing voice isn't the best so I butchered the whole thing. It didn't even help my cause. All it accomplished was them putting tape over my mouth and pushing me down on the floor. Not to mention the monster headache the stupid song gave me.

The front door's knob started to wiggle. Then it was unlocked and in popped my parents. I don't think I have ever been so glad to see them before in my life. I pushed away from my attackers and ran to hug my parents. 

The look they gave me made my heart drop. They looked at me like a family member just died. Well not so much they it was more my papa. My dad looked conflicted, like he didn't know whether to be proud, protective, or angry. Let me tell you, his steel blue eyes looked scary when angry.

"What the hell did you do to my house?" He scolded the men who broke into our home. I chose to ignore the fact that it sounded like he knew them.

Ohhhh, look who's in trouble now. 

"You weren't supposed to be here this soon." He continued. This threw me for a loop. Why is he talking to them like he knew them. Then he mumbled "You weren't supposed to be here this soon." He said it so quiet I almost didn't hear him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't wait." Mr. Greek God said. "I just wanted my kitten by my side."  He glanced at me through the corners of his eyes.

Hear what? Don't tell me he actually heard my dad say that.