Sarcasm Is My Second Language

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I woke up and immediately opened my eyes looking at the pink duvet. My duvet was pink but it had designs on it, this one didn't.

The door opens and I look up at him.

He was not only my kidnapper but the guys from the club.

His eyes looked less bright in the light but they were still just as alluring. I quickly took out my pack holding it in my hand.

"You're awake," he says

"No, I'm fucking dead," I say with scowl rolling my eyes,

"Now, is that how princesses talk?" He asks

I scowl, "Why are you doing this?" I ask  tilting my head sideways

His hand reaches out for my chin but I flinch moving back. He drops his Han looking down.

"I saw you and I-I needed you," he says

"And kidnapping was your way of getting me?" I ask, "So fucking romantic," I say sarcastically

"You're a sarcastic one aren't you?" He asks

"No, not at all," I sarcastically remarks rolling my eyes

"Can I go home now?" I ask

"You aren't going home." He says and I look down, "I can't let you go," he says

"You don't even fucking know me!" I yell at him, "You know what I look like and maybe my name, but what the fuck do you actually know?!" I ask

"I want to know you," he says softly and I look around the room, "I just need help from you," he says

"Help?" I ask

"I need you," he says, "I-I don't know what it is about you. Maybe the highlights or how you were dancing last night," he smirks at the last part, "But, you're mine now," he says

"So what?" I ask

"I want you to be as open minded as possible in this and not just think of me as-"

"My hot kidnapper?" I finish for him

"Yeah, that," he says

"Sure, and if this doesn't work, you will let me go?" I ask

He nods his head, "How much time I got?" I ask

"2 months," he says, "If in 2 months, you still want to leave, then I will take you home," he says

"Deal," I say, "Just, please, don't rape me or something," I roll my legs up hugging them to my chest

"I may have kidnapped you, but I'm not a rapist. I didn't even change you," he said hurt evident in his voice

I nod my head, "Anything else I should know?" I ask

"Rules," he says and I groan

"No," I whine getting under the duvet

"I can't have you being all, closed off and rude 24/7," he says

"Whatever," I get out of the bed.

Most girls would probably be scared out of their minds right now and I am scared just not that scared.

I've always been the tough one out my group of friends and stuff. Yeah, I'm a
Iittle but when I'm big, I'm pretty tough.

Most girls would probably be insecure about standing in a room in a sports bra and sweatpants next to their kidnapper who might rape them, but I don't really care.

I've never been the insecure type because my metabolism is very high so I don't easily gain weight. My body was slim and curvy. I had small breasts but a nice butt which could easily be shown in jeans or really any pants.

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