The Brothers and Their Crazy Sister

Chapter 47

Chasity's POV-

"Awe what a cute couple." I said and I got glared from them.

"Shut up." He said.

"What can we do for you?" Leo asked.

"You're mo-." I saw someone's shadow in the living room so I went to see who it was.

I saw a man with a mask.

"Sup bestie!" I said and he hit me over the head with a gun.

I passed out.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was tied up on a chair in an abandoned building. And my first response to everything that happened this year was 'wow I'm living the y/n life.' Surprisingly I wasn't that scared about what's going to happen or who kidnapped me because I had faith that my brothers will find me and if they don't find me we'll have beef.

"Look who's awake? How'd you sleep, sweetheart?"

I looked up to see who was speaking to me and I saw this really hot guy around my age. Why couldn't it be an old wrinkling guy torturing me? This is so embarrassing.

Ok, play it cool. Don't make a foul out of yourself.

"Sup." Idiot why would you say sup. That was not cool.

He laughed. "Aww poor baby, is so scared."

Ok, calm down. He just called you baby but that can be interpreted in many ways.

"I'm actually not scared, I'm embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?" he asked confused.

"Yeah duh like what happens if I need to use the restroom, or I need a shower, or I want to eat?"

He looked curious when I said the eating part.

"Yea you know, I'm not gonna beg for food like someone who got kidnapped. can I get any more desperate? Don't answer that?"

"You are so weird. 1st of all you did get kidnapped and second of all shut up!" he exclaimed.

Ok, that was hot.

"You know, you're really cute. If you weren't pointing a gun at my head ready to blow my brains out, I would have a fat crush on you. Not saying that I don't already have a fat crush on you right now, it's just that I wouldn't let you take me on a date because you made a horrible first impression."

"Flattery isn't going to get you anywhere." he replied to me.

"You think I'm kidding? I'm dead serious. Like sheesh, look at those muscles. If all my kidnappers were like this I'd wanna live the y/n life forever."

He blushed. Adorable.

"Shut the fuck up!" he said and slapped me unconscious. Ok, I take that back, we don't stan abusive men in this household.

When I finally wake up again, I feel a tingly feeling on my arm. I look up and see it's the abusive guy stabbing my arm. What???

"Can you like tell me your name so I don't have to keep calling you the abusive guy while I'm cursing you out in my head?" I asked the guy.

"It's Smith. Adam Smith." he told me dramatically and I could help but laugh.