Kidnapped

Chapter 5

Enjoy chapter 5.

*4 weeks later*

"Jake, Matt and I are going out for a bit." Nate says.

"Since Zach isn't here right now, Danny will be looking after you. We'll be back in about an hour or two."

I just ignore him.

"You know I don't like no response." He says before kneeling down and lifting my head so my eyes lock with his.

"What do you say?"

"Yes Nate." I say quietly.

"What's that?"

"Yes Nate." I say loud enough so he can hear.

"Good girl."

 

He stands back up.

"Make sure she doesn't leave, got it?"

Danny nods before Nate goes back upstairs and I soon hear the door close.

*30 minutes later*

I was thinking about a way to get the hell out of this place when Danny comes to me.

"Just wanted to know how you are doing."

"I'm lonely." I say.

"I can't do anything about that."

"Well I know what you can do."

"What's that?"

"Come here."

He walks over and leans down so he's eye level with me.

"I think you're cute." I say so he knows I'm flirting with him.

"Thanks."

I close my eyes, lean in and kiss him.

"I'm sorry, I just had to."

"It's fine."

He leans in and returns the kiss. Our lips never part and soon, he wants entrance. After a little bit of denying, I let him in, his tounge exploring my mouth. I stop kissing him.

He gives me a puzzled look.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't do much when my hands are tied."

He smiles and unties me, unaware of my plan.

I stand up and kiss him more, my hands getting tangled in his hair.

His arms wrap around my waist and deepens the kiss more. He takes his hand and reaches around trying to take off my bra, before he was able to, I kick him in the ankle as hard as I can.

"What the fuck?" He asks, clearly hurt as he is now laying on the floor.

"Sorry Danny, but I'm leaving."

I run upstairs and lock him in the basement.

As soon as I do, I run to the door and unlock it.

My luck runs out when I have to push through the three guys that just got back.

"You've got to be kidding me." Nate says. I run faster.

I turn my head and see him with a gun. That only makes me run faster. I didn't look down, which I now regret because I trip on a tree root. I immediately get up and try to run when pain shoots through me.

I must have broken my ankle. I thought.

I run, well limp, my way until I reach a fence. I try to climb it, but it's no use. I feel Nate's arms wrap around me and pull me off.

"Luckily you hurt yourself because other wise I would've lost you, and that wouldn't have been good."

This time, I don't try to fight him because I don't want my punishment to be any worse and I know I can't overpower him.

"Finally learned that you can't fight me?"

We get back to the house.

"Jake unlock the door." He commands.

As soon as he opens the door, Danny tumbles forward.

"I hate that girl." Danny spat.

"Really? Then why did you kiss me back?"

"You kissed her?" Nate says angry.

"She kissed me first."

"I'll deal with you in a second."

He holds onto me.

"Danny get your ass down here."

"What?"

"Tell me exactly what happened."

"I came to check on her, she told me that I was cute, made out with me, then escaped."

"How did she escape when tied to a pole?"

"I untied her."

"Why?"

"Because she said she couldn't do much when her hands are tied."

"You didn't put the fact that she would escape through your dumb ass mind?"

"Not at the moment. Sorry."

Nate slams Danny into the wall.

"You could've gotten all of us into a shit ton of trouble." Nate growls.

"I didn't though. I said I was sorry, chill out man"

"I don't care, you let-"

Nate clearly forgot he wasn't holding onto me.

"Nate stop." I say when I see him put a knife to Danny's neck.

"Stay out of it." He says before spinning around, forgetting he has a blade in his hand.

"Fuck. I'm so sorry Brook." He apologizes when he sees me on the ground holding my arm.

"Don't touch me." I say, when he tries to see my arm.

"Please I need to help you."

"Why? You treat me like shit anyways. You might as well let me bleed to death."

"God dammit Brook, just let me help you, please."

I think for a bit before I give in and show him my wound.

"I'm not a doctor, but you don't need stiches." He hurries upstairs.

When he comes back he leans down and cleans my arm.

"Sorry." He says when I wince from pain.

After he cleans it, he wraps it up.

Your punishment will be later tonight."

"I'm hurt isn't that enough?"

"No."

"Mood swings much?" I mumble

"Heard that."

He ties me back to the pole before leaving.

What do you think the punishment is? Maybe Nate isn't so bad. Remember to vote and comment please.

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