A few weeks later, Kim had successfully kidnapped Jimmy and was hiding away in her family cabin with him. No one went to the cabin anymore so she really didn't have to worry about anyone finding out. She went to the room that she had Jimmy tied up in and smiled at him lightly as she placed some food on the table beside him. "I've made you some breakfast. Are you going to try to run if I let you eat it or am I going to have to feed you myself?"
Kim arched a brow slightly as she sat on the chair next to the bed, watching him closely. "But, Jimmy... You need to eat or you're going to starve to death. It's not like I poisoned it or something."
"Because I didn't kidnap you to kill you, silly," Kim grinned as she blinked a few times when her other personality tried to shine through. She wasn't even the person she usually is and it was one of the reasons her father wanted nothing to do with her anymore. "Why would I kidnap a gorgeous famous man just to kill him?"
"Because I didn't kidnap you to kill you, silly," Kim grinned as she blinked a few times when her other personality tried to shine through. She wasn't even the person she usually is and it was one of the reasons her father wanted nothing to do with her anymore. "Why would I kidnap a gorgeous famous man just to kill him?"
Kim pouted slightly as she looked over Jimmy, shaking her head. "How? You should've expected it," she grinned before her main personality started to come through. She shook her head and furrowed her eyebrows. "What the fuck?" she muttered.
"I... I'm sorry," Kim said quietly as she got up and went to let Jimmy out of the ropes. Before she could do that her other half took over again and she stepped back. "You almost succeeded, but not quite," she smirked.