"Somebody help me! I have been kidnapped by a deranged psycho bitch!" I scream on top of my lungs. "I am not a psycho or a bitch. And stop screaming will you." She tells me off, with her arms crossed and her face like thunder. "You are! Uncuff me now! You fucking freak." I pull the handcuffs that are attached to my wrists and are around the bed head railing. "You will leave when I say!" She states before storming off and slamming the door shut violently. That just pisses me off.
"FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" I scream at the closed door. My face has gone red and now I am out of breath. I need to save my energy to get out of here. I can't believe she has kidnapped me? I was at the park, waiting for my friends at night, when suddenly I got jumped from behind and next thing you know I was knocked out. I woke up here, in a cream bedroom room on a double bed, handcuffed to the bed. My ankles are even cuffed together. She's sick! I know who she is, she's the most popular girl in my school. Her names Kayla and I can't stand her, or her attitude. She's been trying to get my attention for years, but I always ignore her. Let her come back and watch what I do.
3 hours later
"Please, let me gooooooooooo!" I beg her. "I promise, I won't tell anyone." My fight goes out of the window when she finally comes back and refuses to let me go toilet." I need the toilet, or I will shit on your bed." I threaten her. "Don't you dare stink this room up? I will let you go, but you can go in there." I didn't see the door on the other side of the room, she opens it and it's en-suite. "Okay, can I go now," I grunt, losing my patience.
"Yes, honey, of course!" She coos at me, the freak. I watch her tread carefully towards me, she's got the key and a gun in the other hand. Where the fuck did she get that? "Don't even think about it," she points the gun right on my forehead. Fuck, she's smarter then she looks. I rest back and let her uncuff my wrists, when she's done she steps back aiming the gun at me. "You seriously going to shoot me, huh? Kayla, com'on," I sigh. I need to think of a strategy and this one might work. "You love me, right? If I die, then what? You can't have me, Kayla." I am watching her contemplate, I didn't even know if this bimbo thought at all. All she ever does is chew gum, flip her hair and take selfies all fucking day.
"I don't trust you, Neo. You might run off or attack me." She keeps the gun aimed at me. "Why would I attack you?" I frown deeply at her, pretending to give a fuck." I don't hit girls, Kayla." I reassure her for her sake, I seriously don't though. "Still, you never know." She shrugs, then she walks towards the en-suite. "Get up, with your hands up and go into the bathroom," she orders me. "Okay, boss." I sigh, knowing well I will get out of here alive. I can't believe this is even happening to me?
YOU ARE READING
He's Mine
Teen FictionSummer is here and schools over. I am supposed to be having the time of my life, but no. I'm handcuffed to a bed, because I have been kidnapped, by a girl who's obsessed with me. There goes my flipping summer.
