Kidnaped by Him

Going back

I went back to church with them. I wasn't the most excited about it. I haven't been in this building in months. All eyes were on me. You would think everyone would mind their own business and talk on. Well no, this was not one of those times. Instead I walked through the front doors, and silence. You would think they saw a ghost or something. And to top it off they would follow me as walked to class.

"Hey, you alright?", Monica said.

"Yeah, Jessie, we can go home if you want." Ashely said

"Yeah, guys I'm fine. Just a little awkward with all theses eyes." I laughed at the last part to lighten the mood.

"Is it the eyes that are bugging you?" Ashely asked

"Yes..?" I'm a little nervous about answering that question. And I think I know why, as soon as I said that, Ashely gave Monica a look. Oh lord I should've kept my mouth shut.

"HEY STOP LOOKING! YOU GUYS LOOK LIKE YOU NEVER SAW A PERSON WALK INTO CHURCH BEFORE!"

Did Monica seriously just yell that? And to top it off Ashely chimed in.

"YOU HEARD HER! KEEP IT MOVING, GO BACK TO WHATEVER CONVERSATIONS YOU GUYS WERE HAVING!"

And this is why we are all three besties. We all have each other's back. It reminds me of that high school musical song, "we're all in this together...". Yeah....I need help! Now I'm singing that tune in my head.
After that Monica pulled me along.

We step into our class. I've never been so nervous before. I walked over and sat in back row. I did my best to forget about all these eyes, I talked to Ashely and Monica while we waited for everyone else to join.

Everything was good, students were arriving, and they all seemed pretty happy to see me. They said hello and I said hello. You know the simple talk. Well things seemed okay for the moment so I left to go the restroom. My mistake. He was there....Luke. The guy I've been avoiding for the past 3 months. Why is here so early? Service doesn't start till 10:30 this is Sunday school time. Should I turn around and walk back to class. Or should I continue heading to the bathroom? All those thoughts entered my mind. I decided to just go back to class, my bladder can wait.

I turned about but as I was going back I ran into a wall. Except the wall wasn't a real wall it was Luke. I'm going to die. This is it I'm a dead girl I would like to say good bye to my family. I step backwards and looked up at him. He gave me a charming smile. And stepped closer. I stepped back again and he once again stepped forward, the smile never fading a way. Finally I had my back up against wall. I was cornered and I could leave. He stepped closer until we were face and face.

"Hi there love."

"No, don't call me that. Just let me go back to class."

"Now that's a little rude babe. I've haven't seen you in while."

"Yeah I know now let me go!"

"I would but you're mine so I won't let go."

"I'm not yours" I said with my teeth clutched. I can't believe he's doing this to me! After all the shit he put me through he has no right to call me his. I just want to leave.

"Mmmm I missed that sassiness. I missed you" he said has he rub his face in between my neck. Kissing the side of my neck. It felt good and horrible at the same time. I had to get out of here fast before things get heated. I squirmed trying to get free. But he grab my waist and pulled me closer to him. He moved his face to meet with mine. Fanning his hot breath against my lips.

"S-s-stop it. I n-n-need to g-go." I can't believe I'm stuttering now.

"Stop what? Making you feel like this?" And with that he kissed me. It was hungry kiss, he licked the bottom of my lip to ask for entrance I denied his offer. With that he moved his hands down and grab my butt. I gasped in surprise. He took that opportunity to slide is tongue into my mouth.

This is becoming to much I have to go. I pushed him off me and ran out of the church. No way could I go back, not after what just happened. I texted Monica saying I'm going home, and I'll met up with them when church is over. I called my mom to come and get me.

On the way back home my asked what was wrong I told her I wasn't feeling good and just wanted to go home. She said okay, and went on about something else. I didn't really pay much attention. My thoughts kept drifting back to what happened. It was so wrong but yet it felt right. I must be going crazy. He's monster! And yet he managed to make me feel like that...it has to be the teenage hormones. After all I'm only 14. Nothing new.