9: Kidnapping

ASHLEY

I’m smart enough to understand his perfectly delivered threat isn't just that, it is a warning.

“Now since we’re going to have a little chat, why don’t you call your sister and tell her you have a headache?”

I almost smirk, ready to tell him I don’t have my phone, he clicks his tongue. He has been watching me too.

My instincts didn't fail me. I knew someone was watching me. I just didn't know it was two people.

“In your room, love. Come on.” I release a heavy breath and get ready to follow him. My feet don't move and my back makes a sound that has me yelping in pain.

He is quick to hold me and his face twists in concern which for a moment makes me think he is actually a good person, then I remember he is making me follow him against my will.

I’m swept off my feet, literally, as he carries me bridal style and starts walking up the flight of stairs, we reach our room and he tells me to hand him the keys.

He puts in the key and then pushes the door open with his feet before closin