I tried to follow the roads we traveled in my mind, but since there were no windows in the back, I got lost really fast. I had no idea where he was taking me. I decided to try to get information from him. "So...... Mr....?" "Jason, just call me Jason," he said. "So," I began again, " Jason.......... Where are you taking me?" He laughed and said, "Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" I didn't say anymore, just watched him as he pulled out a cigaret and, without lighting it, put it between his teeth. He looked young. Maybe 20ish. He was hot. Like really hot. I tried not to stare at him, but he caught my eye in the rear view mirror and said, "You can stare all you want, honey." He winked and I rolled my eyes. The car abruptly stopped and he opened the door. "Get out." I tried to stand up, but my legs collapsed, and I would've fallen if he hadn't reached out his hand to steady me. He didn't let go of my hand as he led me down a long sidewalk to a huge, and I mean HUGE mansion. It takes everything I have not to break down crying. I'm terrified.
^^^^{not extremely huge maybe but it looked big to her}^^^^
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Stockholm Syndrome {hopelessly in love}
Teen FictionAbigail is a normal girl, living a normal life, until one day she finds herself being taken away from everything she ever knew. She must fight to protect her family and herself. Along the way, she finds herself hopelessly falling in love. Sry this...