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Forever Kidnapped

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I pulled my legs up to my chest, tears falling from my eyes. I wish I'd never agreed to show him around, how stupid am I? He was a complete stranger, and he still is. I placed my chin on my knees, sniffling constantly. I just wish I could go home, but he won't allow that.

The door to my "room" opened, Austin stepped into the space, staring at me. I looked down, wiping the tears from my cheek. I heard him sigh, footsteps sounding on the wood floor as he walked to where I was sitting on my bed. He sat next to me, nudging my arm. I didn't move, I didn't look at him, I didn't even want to talk to him.

I can't believe he kidnapped me, his trick was to lure me in with his perfect looks and trap me at his house. He lived alone, so that just adds to his accomplishments, because he won't get freaked out on by his parents for holding a sixteen year old hostage.

I was afraid of what he might do. What if he tries to touch me inappropriately? Or he forces me to have sex with him when I'm not ready? I honestly don't think I'll ever be prepared, I would like to stay a virgin until I find the one. If I ever will find him, because I don't think Austin will let me go and that scares me.

"Clare, babe, I'm not going to hurt you." He said, his deep voice soft and sincere. I would've believed him under other circumstances, but since he kidnapped me, I don't know what to think.

I noticed that the tears had stopped, my face was just damp with the remains. I rubbed my eyes, blinked a few times before turning my head to face him. He met my gaze, a frown spreading across his lips, his hand stroking my cheek. His touch was gentle, but it still made me shiver. I pulled away quickly, looking away from his beautiful irises.

"You act as if I am going to harm you." I heard him say, still not looking towards him. I had a right to feel this way, he's the one who acted as if he didn't do anything wrong. Which he did.

I just wish he would leave me alone, or let me go. I doubt the second one would happen though, because if he went through all this trouble to kidnap me, why would he free me?

His gaze burned into my back, he was watching me. Waiting for something to be said, but I had nothing to say to him. I don't want to communicate with Austin and act like everything would be okay, when it wouldn't. It never will be.

"Talk to me, Clare, please." He whispered, resting his chin on my shoulder, his breath tickling my skin. I didn't push him away this time, I don't know why I let him stay like that, but I did.

I turned my head a little, trying to get a good look at him. He moved, his face level with mine. "I want to go home." I croaked, on the verge of tears again. His fingers caressed my throat, while he watched me intently. He always looked interested in what I said or did, it was weird because I wasn't all that fascinating to be around.

"I can't let you go." He breathed, his voice barely a whisper. But I heard him, very clearly. I wonder what he meant by that, why would he want someone like me in his life? And if he wanted to get to know me better, he could've tried talking to me instead of going to extreme measures.

I bit my lip, holding back the tears threatening to fall. "Why not? Austin, I can't stay here forever." I told him, my voice shaking. He pressed a tender kiss to my cheek, lingering for a moment, before resting his head on my shoulder again.

"You can, darling. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." He replied, taking hold of my hand. I stared down at him, shocked at what he was saying. He wanted me to stay here? I couldn't, my parents were probably worrying right now. I hadn't told them where I was going. What am I saying? They're always too busy to care about what I am doing.

"My parents are probably wondering where I am, and plus I have school in the morning." I whispered, trying to keep my voice under control. He had to understand, I'm still a teenager, I still have things I need to do. He may be eighteen, but I'm not.

"Don't worry about them, beautiful. They always hold you back." He told me, his lips now by my ear. His voice was deep and husky, he sounded desperate. He never wants me to leave, "You can always get homeschooled, so you can keep up your grades and stay on track." He added. I guess it sounded reasonable, he was right, I could do my work on a computer, maybe.

Then it dawned on me. What am I thinking? Am I actually agreeing to this? No, I can't be, this is crazy. He stood from the bed we were both on, holding out his hand. I furrowed my brows, staring at it.

"Put your hand in mine, you muppet." He chuckled softly, I couldn't help but smile at his choice of words. I did as he said, placing my small hand in his rather large one, he closed his fingers around mine, pulling me up to my feet.

I bit my lip, feeling nervous all of a sudden. Where is he taking me? I wondered to myself, hoping he wouldn't lock me up in his basement or something.

"Lets get some dinner, you must be starving." He said, walking out of the door to my room. My feet moving quickly to match his graceful speed.
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