Ch 7 - K¡dnapped Pt. 2

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Brianna's P.O.V.-
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I'm blindfolded and he duct taped my hands. I feel like I'm in a fucking scary movie. Why would Brandon do something like this? Well, Brianna he is psycho. I am still sitting in the car with him and then we come to a stop. He opens my car door and picks me up and takes me inside. I wanna ask where the fuck am I, but oh wait.. My mouth has duct tape on it.

I'm set down on a bed and he takes off my blindfold. We are at his house. Great. I think Brooklyn knows where this is at, I hope someone is with her.. If she even recognizes I'm gone. I am shaky and really scared.

"It'll be alright Brianna." He plays with my hair. I don't do anything cause I want to refrain from him doing anything bad. He leaves the room. I try to look around and find a knife so I can cut my way out of this damn duct tape.

He comes back with something in his hand, and a glass of water. Oh hell no, is he really trying to drug me? Wtf.

"Here, take this. Its Tylenol. Your gonna be duct taped for awhile." I remember when Jason was giving me some for my hangover. Jason please save me.

He rips off the duct tape half way and shoves the Tylenol or whatever it is in my fucking mouth and forces the water on me. I try to fight back, but I can't. I swallow it, and he puts the tape back on my lips. Fucking asshole.

"Baby, I know your mad at me, but I'm really sorry how I acted. I want us to be perfect again. That damn Jason had to screw it up. I was gonna come apologize, but when I seen all that.. I decided now was the perfect time." He smiles.

A few mins roll by..

Omg, I can hardly see straight. Wtf is going on.. Oh no, please stay up Brianna. Don't pass out - I black out, but still conscious. I look around but not even focused or even sober to know what is even going on. I hear Brandon talking but I can't make out what he's saying. All I can feel is a buzz & and I lay down on the bed cause my body is giving out.

Brandon is looking at me, smiling.

Brandon's P.O.V.
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The drug is kicking in, perfect. I rub her head and rip the duct tape off her lips. I kiss her hard and don't stop. I put her arms above her head and get on top of her.

She faintly says," please, stop.  Brandon please. " she says looking like she's giving out.

I think about it. Nah, this is too much fun. I take off my shirt and kiss her some more. Then a door busts down and I turn around quick.  Jason, you aren't taking her away.

"Get off Brianna." Jason says as he grits his teeth.

"What are you going to do, bitch?" he laughs.

"I'm gonna first, kick your ass for kidnapping her.  Then beat you fuckin' senseless for taking advantage of her." Jason says walking closer.

Jason's P.O.V.-
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I'm going to kill this motherfucker. What has he done to her?

I have a gun in the back of my pants and two knives. I think I got everything I need but if he's too hard to handle that's when ill grab either or. I'll leave that for last.

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