Chapter Three

I always thought that my life was boring. There was never a moment that I spent with excitement or fear and it made me believe that I was just an unlucky person living an unlucky life up until today.

Finding myself in my kidnappers apartment. The apartment was worth of that in a magazine and it stunned me to see how clean he kept it because most men are cleanly dressed but the apartment would definitely be a mess. I figured I should try and get some rest but as I made a turn to the couch I accidentally bump into James with a hard thud causing me to fall to the back and of cause I pulled him along with me thinking he might stop the fall.

I was now laying on the floor with him on top of me for the second time today. "You're crushing my spleen." I wined in agony pain from his body weight on me. He stared down at me with amusement in his eyes and begins laughing. I don't know what was so funny but I guess if me falling could make him laugh I should fall more often. "You don't even know what's your spleen." He rumbles with laughter making me sound as if I was a fool not knowing anything but I actually did really not know what my spleen was. I just said that because I wanted to break the awkwardness between us.

He didn't make a move to get off me, he didn't even say a word. He just stared directly into my eyes with an expression I couldn't figure out. The way he was looking at me made me feel uncomfortable, I tried moving my head the other way but he held my face in place with his right hand forcing me to look up at him. "Can you get off me now" I whispered so soft that I don't think he could have heard it because I didn't even hear my own voice as I spoke.

"You know just last week I wished to have you close to me as I watched you work" he exclaimed without hesitation but the moment he realised what he has said he regretted it and stood up. It confused me, I did not understand why he wanted me to be close to him and neither would he ever talk about it again.

Later in the day I found myself staring out the wide window in James apartment. Everything was so quiet here, so much more peaceful than where I was a few weeks ago. James apparently had some work to be done and left me to wallow all by myself. Seriously what was I supposed to do all by myself in this huge apartment. I could go for a swim downstairs but I don't have spare clothing.

Knock. Knock. Knock!

The knocking on the door was excruciatingly annoying that I just wanted to stand up and slap the door on the person's face on the other side. "James my man open up I need to take a leak!" a guy protests on the other side of the door. I really wanted to let him in. Well he could just walk in seeing that I forgot to lock the door behind me. Knock! Knock! Knock! The loudly sound of knocking echoed in the apartment.

Before I could even walk up to the door, the guy stumbles in with a loud banging thud. "douche bag." the guy mumbles underneath his breathe as he walks down the hallway not taking note of me. Honestly I don't think he even knew that I was there watching him. "uhhmm." i whispered not sure what to do.

The guy turned around facing me with a stunned expression on his face. Well ain't this awkward. "What the hell are you doing here!" he asks in an aggregative tone as he held onto his belt buckle. He moved closer towards me, waiting for me to say something. I tried, I really tried to talk but I was too afraid to even move from where I was standing.

"Damn don't tell me you're James's new toy." he exclaimed as he tugged on a few loose strands that fell from my messy bun, moving closer. Then he did the most creepiest thing ever, he smelled my hair. No really he freaking smelled my hair, like who does that. "I must say baby you smell good but I really got to take a leak yeah." he recalls, stepping away from me. I let out a breathe I didn't even know I was holding, glad that he was no longer near my presence.

"Chick where's the toilet paper?" the guy questions from the bathroom causing me to burst into laughter. I can't believe he actually went about doing his business at someone else's place. "chick come on don't mess with me." he comments, banging his hand against the bathroom's wall frustratedly.

"uhh I don't know check in the cupboards I guess!" I growled down the hallway trying not to not make him upset in any kind of way. Not too long I hear the toilet flush and the door opens as he steps out walking directly towards me. The way he looked at me frightened me. I wanted to run away, to scream but all I could do was stand there and watch him in silence. "You don't remember me do you?" he asks walking to the refrigerator and opening it. He fishes out a juice container and drinks straight from it not even bothering to use a glass.

"I'm the guy that dragged you to our car. You know the one with the cloth to your mouth." he recalls avoiding the disgusting looks I'm giving him. I did not expect to meet all three of my kidnappers today and honestly I thought that they might be more frightening but they look harmless besides the fact that this one right here Infront of me looks like his muscles might burst out of his clothing at anytime.