The Assassin's Cupid {Under Editing}

Kidnap

Aneeqa.

Now I was the one who was frozen in my spot as we stood there in silence.

"On second thought, i think I got my answer, so I'm just going to go back to my place and forget this ever happened." I said rapidly and smiling sheepishly as I started backing away.

"Don't. Move." His voice came out calmly and codly, yet muffled because of the mask and I immediately stopped in my tracks.

I'm not usually the kind of girl that does what she's told to but then I'm also the kind of girl that loves her life dearly and doesn't want to die at seventeen, so here i am doing exactly as he said.

He reached in his bag again and dropped the weapon.

"Listen. Whatever you do, just know I'm not scared of you. I've been in worse situations." I said, making him narrow his eyes at me.

And I wondered if saying that, was the right thing to do in this situation.

He moved closer to me, making it visible that his eyes were blue. A really pretty shade, electric blue. He left a few inches between us, his tall frame hovering over me.

There was a deafening silence as he stared directly at me and somehow, I couldn't look away.

This lasted for a few seconds and then he moved back to his initial position and I noticed my hands weren't that kinetic anymore.

I tried to look behind me and noticed they were banded by some gadget thingy.

"Hey!!" I exclaimed, marching towards him.

"How did you get my hands banded without me knowing?!!" I yelled at him while he stood there calmly, his hands folded in front of him.

It took him a while but then he replied.

"Let's just say you're easy as fuck to distract." He said in a coarse voice as he received a phone call.

I gasped, "offence taken!"

Then I started talking to myself in a state of confusion, fear and anger. "I hate being tied down. I hate being held against my will but that's exactly what this stupid robber is doing to me!"

He immediately removed the phone from his ear and placed his hand over the speaker.

"Hey. First, I'm not a robber, I'm an assassin. Secondly, you might want to watch your mouth." He stated rudely, making me roll my eyes as he went back to his call.

I just stood there. "Like being an assassin makes the situation any better." I muttered under my breath.

And why the hell was nobody from nearby houses seeing this.

This is practically that part of my life that I'm in desperate need of a savior.

"Take her to xely? Ok, don't worry about shit." He said and hang up.

They were talking about me. I was sure. But no way I'm letting that happen.

"You're not going to kidnap me." I challenged, shaking my head still struck with fear. "I won't let that happen!" I yelled at the top of my voice and he looked disoriented because I was going to drag attention to us from the neighborhood.

But guess what? Nobody was even coming out.

"Shut the fuck up, woman!" He whisper- yelled.

Yet, I still yelled.

"I'm going to stay right here!! I won't let you kidnap me!" I said, taking scared steps backwards and almost tripping.

I heard him curse under his breath before he walked over to me and placed his gloved hands over my mouth. I still yelled into his hand.

Without hesitation, he threw me over his shoulder as he made his way to a vehicle parked nearby.

"No! Stop!! Stop this instant!!" I yelled as I struggled to jump off his arms, all to no avail.

Instead, I was looking like an earthworm bathed with sodium chloride.

We eventually got to the car, he unlocked the doors, opened the passenger door, threw me inside and buckled the seat belt.

He shut the door in my face and walked over to the driver's door and got in.

Locking the doors, he leaned back on his chair, exhaling.

I opened my mouth to yell again but he immediately cut in.

"Don't bother. it's sound proof." He said, as if he read my intentions.

My heart was beating at the speed of light as I gave him a once-over.

I tried not to think too much about my situation. I was still alive and that was a good thing. For now, at least.

"Where are you taking me?!" I demanded but he only kept me silent.

The next thing I knew, he pulled down his hood and took off he's mask.

I forgot all my worries for a split second and just stared.

Because;

Damn!!!!! He's hot.

He had dark hair which fell over his eyes and was messed up probably cause of the hood, electric blue eyes, pink lips and the face of a cute baby.

He wore a cross shaped ear ring on his right ear only and had a tattoo on the side of his neck. I couldn't really see what it said, cause I wasn't close enough and I didn't want to be a creep.

One thing was for sure though, he looked about my age, so the thought that crossed my mind was this;

How is someone in my age grade a freaking assassin?!!!

"Aren't you a bit too young to be an assassin?" I asked, accepting the situation I found myself in as my curiosity once again got the best of me.

"That's bullshit, I'm eighteen." He said calmly, still leaning back on the chair. I mentally studied his voice. It seemed to be naturally cracked but something about the way he talked reminded me of Jack Wilder from the movie, 'now you see me'.

"Exactly." I remarked as he started the engine. "You're still too young."

He sighed. "You're seventeen. Also too young to be kidnapped."

"Yet, here I am!" I retorted, raising my voice a bit. That's when I remembered I never told him my age.

"How did you—"

"Assassin skills." He said cutting me off, making me scoff.

Minutes passed away in silence before I cut it off in an attempt to not focus on my situation because if I focused on my situation, I would become a crying mess in less than two seconds and nobody wants to see that.

"I didn't get your name." I said dryly as I tried to get more comfortable on the chair, with the cuffs on my wrists.

"Lyrik." He said nonchalantly.

"Okay, I didn't expect it that easily." I mumbled under my breath.

"What the hell do you mean?" He said quietly, surprising me as I didn't expect him to hear me.

"Judging from the kind of person you are. Plus, why did you let me see your face? I thought, as an assassin, your identity is meant to be hidden?" I questioned, giving up on the cuffs and blowing a lock of hair away from my eyes.

"You're right. But then your memory is going to be wiped so—"

"Say what?!!!!"

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