Betrayed by my own

Chapter 3- Taken Against Will

Why should I have to go with him? He wants me to go with him. What am I supposed to say? What am I supposed to do? His grip is like a lion's grasp on its prey: strong and immovable. Do I even have a choice? He only wanted the money! But now he wants me. Why? How? Do I even have a choice to go, or to stay?

I don't even know his name but he knows mine. He shouldn't know my name, I've been kept a secret from the world for almost nineteen years and now he knows. Now he knows. How many more people know? I own my own business but under a false name, I've always lived under a false name, sometimes it's like myself, my real self doesn't even exist like my other half has taken over.

"So what do you say, sweetheart?" his smirk and chuckle bring me out of the thoughts running and crashing through my mind like a whirlwind. His voice is like a God but how can I even think that?

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said?" Charlie come on, you need to pay more attention after all the guy is trying to be nice, I think?

"As I was saying, you're coming with me, whether you like it or not," he sighs, only making me focus more on what he is saying. His blue eyes piercing through me like icicles, staring directly into my soul.

No matter how much I unquestionably want to say no, run and never turn back, I know that it isn't an option. I can tell this guy has at least one weapon and it's most likely a gun. One thing that I can't get out of my mind is what he is going to do to me? He wanted the money, right? Not me but all of a sudden his mind has changed and now he doesn't want the money. I have the money here! Right in my hand! So he should just take it so we can both leave and it's over with!

"So I have no choice?"

"No you don't, so let's go!" He takes my arm and pulls me towards a very expensive looking car. This only is making me wonder why he even needed the money back in the first place, or was it all just a ruse to get me here so he could take me. Where is he taking me?

As I'm forced into the car, he clicks my seat belt into place making me feel like a total child all over again. Being a child isn't exactly a highlight in my life...

"Charlie Hathaway, what in the world do you think you are doing?"

"Mama!"

"So what are you doing?"

"Dad told me to get him a green bottle of liquid from the fridge and bring it to him, so I am!"

"And why in the world would he ask you to do that?"

"I don't know, ask him!" a sharp pain spreads across my cheek leaving me shocked. My lungs feel empty as I gasp for air over and over again.

"Charlie!" A huge gasp causes me to open my eyes, only to see him staring back at me, leaving me breathless until I get my senses back. I pushed him away in hopes he would move, but he didn't move an inch.

"What happened?" he sits me up, "are you alright?"

"Nothing happened and I'm fine." I try to assure him but my mind won't let me believe in what I am saying. Surely, a man like him shouldn't care about it, seeing as he is the one basically kidnapping me. It all brings me back to the same question: what does he want from me? And what will he do to me?

"Your adorable sweetheart but you can't lie to me," he rolls into his seat and starts up the engine only to speed off. How does he know I'm lying?

He doesn't need to care anyway, he's the one who took me against my will and now I'm stuck with him. Great, I'm stuck with him! I understand why he would worry seeing as I just woke up gasping for air but I'm fine now.

"Seriously, I'm fine!" I sigh as I sit up more and face the window. How long is he going to keep me? I have the money, why didn't he take it though? He wanted the million dollars but chose me instead? All I can say is what the hell! Seriously, what is wrong with this guy?

I need to get away somehow, but how can I get away when this man could outrun me for days on end? This man doesn't want money and it is clearly evident seeing how he is dressed. Doesn't talk much and his expressions little. Hmm. There's something dark about this man, something he keeps in his shadow. Trying to tell what this man is thinking seems near to impossible. I have the feeling there is something he is hiding, not just the fact he gives money away, wants it back and then shoots them.

I can only presume he is the man that killed my parents, even hearing him over the phone, made my soul shiver. Not the good kind either. I don't fully blame him for shooting them seeing as they owed him one million but shooting them seems to be a bit extreme. Why shoot them though, he could've just warned them instead. It took a long time to get that blood off the carpet. Of course, I just ended up getting rid of it, seeing as my parents dead bodies were on it but still. He could've just sent them a notice letter but yet again my parents could've told me. Lack of communication was the death of them.

All of a sudden, the engine shuts off and my door swings open. The swift movement only lasted seconds, until I'm greeted by a hand and when I got out of the car my breath was taken away.

"Charlie Hathaway, welcome to your new home!"...