Taken For Ransom

Chapter Seven

Trey's POV

(A/N: Aye!)

Chris had some guts talking to that girl like that, but I don't know where guts is going to get him here. I don't even know this girl, but she better not put her hands on me.

They gave us our own rooms, but the windows were locked tight, and they took our phones from us. Why did that girl even want me this much to kidnap me?

"Um, hi" speaking of the devil. She walked in looking nervous and kind of sad at the same time. I still gave her a death stare, I had no sympathy for her. "Why did I do this?" She asked herself. She was pacing around my room with her hands in her back pocket.

"You know, you could turn yourself in, and get the help you need." I said. She stared hard at me, and I could. Practically see steam coming from her ears. "I'm not crazy! Why can't you just look at me, and realize that I have reasons for doing this. I'm not going to kill you to show you my undying love for you if that's what your thinking!" I just-" She broke down crying on the floor.

I walked towards her slowly, and kneeled down in front of her. She looked up at me, and I could see the one little difference between her and her sister. Their stories.

"I've never gotten what I want. It was always about her, and i'm sorry for doing this to you. I'd fix it if I could, but I can't. Please, understand." She begged, grabbing on to my shirt.

"I want to, but I don't, i'm sorry." I said, and she let me go standing up slowly.

She wipes her tears, and sniffled. "If you need anything ask Aaliyah, i'm going out for a while." She said, but I grabbed her arm to stop her. "What's your name?" I asked dumbly. "Brianna."