A Lion's Mate {REWRITTEN}

A Lion's Mate {REWRITTEN}Chapter 8: They Call Me Cupcake

Chapter 8: They Call Me Cupcake

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Kiara's POV

OK, WELL THIS was so not like the adventure Bilbo Baggins had wished for. Let's just say this was more like a kidnapping -- just they got permission to do it. Unfortunately. I sat in the back of their BMW, with Cecil watching me like a hawk while his father drove. As me and him had our little staring contest, I was thinking of ways to hurt the kid. I know, I know, I might not seem the nicest person at the moment -- but have you ever met someone who got kidnapped and was happy about it? No? Yeah. That's what I thought.

"Seems our little cupcake isn't happy." Cecil laughed giving me a smile.

"Don't call me cupcake." I growled. Neither one of the said anything but only laughed in unison. Father like son definitely.

"Well our little um "cupcake" better appreciate us cause we are going to get food now. What do you want cupcake?" Cecil mocked me, knowing the word pissed me off.

Not a cupcake, that's for sure.

" I don't know. I'm hungry. Where are we going?" I asked with attitude flowing through my words.

"Dad?" He turned to Andrew who just shrugged.

"Well to make life easier, how about we go to McDonald's, that'll be fun." I said leaning back in my seat. I saw Cecil eyes search mine but I just pretended to play with nails. I wonder what he was thinking ...

"Can you guys stop calling me 'Cupcake'? Like I don't even like them. They're just smaller versions of cake." I said while still looking at my nails. When I looked up though I saw the car had stopped and both Andrew and Cecil were looking at me with smiles on their faces.

"What? It's true." I couldn't help but smile back -- even if they were supposed to be the bad guys. As we pulled up into the McDonald's Drive through, they both turned around and waited for me to tell them what I wanted.

"Can I have Mcdouble, large fries, large coke, um and chicken nuggets?" When I looked back at them they're eyes just stared at me like I had just farted. "What? A girls gotta eat."

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AFTER A FEW HOURS FROM
our stop from McDonald's I didn't even try to escape. Over our time together I realized these two could really move as I jumped out of their car -- yes I know. Crazy right? But nothing ever worked. As sleep started to take over my defeated body all I could dream about was what I left behind. I wondered how Ryan was taking my disappearance, what Julie would have told him. I felt a tear fall down the side of my face but I didn't bother to wipe it away.

"We will be stopping for the night at a motel. Cupcake don't bother running like you did the last few times, we don't want to hurt you." Andrew spoke softly, something I never knew could exsist in that man. I guess my shock was written on face because he then added, "Don't get so used to this side of me." He finished with a wink.

As they pulled car up to a small motel, I suddenly realized just how tired I actually was. I could barley even keep my eyes open.

Andrew left Cecil and I as he went to go book is a room. Next thing I knew I started to black out.

"Kiara. Kiara. Wake up." He said calmly shaking me, but of course me being who I am, I punched him while sucking drool back into my mouth. Yeah I'm so lady like it's unbelievable.

"Ouch woman. What the hell?" He questioned me while he covered his nose with both hands.

"Sorry! You scared me!" I apologized while sitting up in the car seat. Pretty much right after Andrew came back with a room number and keys and we set off to our room. The room was pretty average looking, it had two beds, a TV, a desk, one washroom and a closet. It was anything fancy.

"You two can have a bed to yourself. I, on the other hand will be keeping watch. Goodnight." Andrew said in a rushed voice. After that he left leaving me and Cecil alone in the room.

"Wonder what's his hurry."

Since I didn't have any clothes to change into, I just plopped myself on a bed, and tried to let sleep take me again, hopefully this time though if Cecil did try to wake me again I could knock him unconscious.

But sleep isn't quite what I got. Instead I found myself slipping away from my vision to someone else's.

"I'll find you and bring you home." Was the first thing I heard.