What is Love?

Surprise!

MICA
(Three weeks later...)

I wake up to my phone ringing on my bedside table. I look at the ID and see that it's Alexander. I quickly get out of bed, making sure not to wake Ryder in the process and walk outside.

"Hello?"

"Good morning my honey mustard!"

"Mornin'! Now what do you want Alexander?!"

"Do I have to want something when calling you? Can't I just call and ask how my fiance's doing?"

"Ya, you could, but we both know that you would never just call me to say 'I love you' or 'goodmorning!' So, as I said before, what do you want?!!" I say raising my voice, pacing back and forth, outside the bedroom.

"I want you." I look at the phone like it's crazy.

"I'm sorry, but Jaden can't come home right now, please leave her alone after the beep." I hang up the phone and throw it at the wall. He just made my day even worse. I turn around and come face to face with a shirtless Ryder and a gun in his hand pointed dirctly at me. "Frick."

"Hand me your phone and get on the bed." He says and uses the gun to emphasize where I need to go.

I grab the phone off the floor and hand it to him. Then I walk back into the room and sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Don't move a muscle!" He puts my phone on top of his dresser and walks out of the room. I stay where I am, in fear of what Ryder has planned.

A couple minutes later, he comes back in the room with rope and a few other things that I don't think I want to be apart of. I try sprinting to the door, only to get tackled by Ryder. I trip and he drags me towards the bed by my legs.

"I thought I told you to stay put! Stop struggling! Things will go a lot smoother if you do as I say!" He yells at me. I don't think I've ever seen him this angry.

"No! Get off of me!" I kick his face and hear a crunch. I am pretty sure I broke his nose. I get up and run out of the room and sprint towards Vanessa's bedroom.

Right as I'm about to open the door, an arm wraps around my body keeping my arms trapped to my sides and his other hand on my mouth. I try to get out of his grip but he's too strong.

"You're going to regret breaking my nose Blondie!" He growls in my ear and drags me back to the room throwing me on the bed.

"Ryder, please don't hurt me!" I say moving further back on the bed, so he can't touch me.

"It's a little late for making demands, Blondie. Lay down on the bed, and do not move. If you move, I promise I'll make things a lot more painful." I do as he says and I close my eyes because I don't want to see anything.

I feel him on top of me and tying each one of my hands to the bedboard. I pulls my jaw open and puts a gag inside my mouth, tying it behind my head. He gets off and I hear a chair being pulled up to the bottom of the bed.

"Open your eyes, Blondie." I open my eyes. He's sitting in the chair facing me and typing something into his phone. I start to whimper when he looks at me with a blank stare and has a gun in his other hand.

He goes over to his dresser and puts on a shirt. Then he grabs the gun again and points it at me. By now, I'm silently crying and trying desperately to get out of the rope.