I don't know how many days it has been now. It could of been a hundred million thousand years and I still wouldn't care, and never would. I cry for Niall, how much he must be missing me. My son, my sweet baby boy, he would be toddling around everywhere, missing his mother. I know the boys will love my son and take care of my Niall for me, but still I want to be with them. I just want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep. I want to close my eyes and never wake up. I cry miserably, tears brimming in my eyes. I have now given hope, given hope for survival. Given hope of ever getting out. Given up of ever being free. My brown hair feels dry behind me, loosely hanging around my face. I am still in the shirt that I wore that day before I got kidnapped. Should I just give up? Should I just give up of ever getting out? Of ever being free, of ever being happy ever again. Should I just get my fate that I will remain here forever until I rot away? No! I can't give up. I can't just let him win, no never. I can't give up hope. I can't give up my faith that the boys will come and save me. But for now, I need to plan away, a plan to get out of here. I can't just rely on the boys to get me out of here, and remain capture. I have to get out of here, one way or the other. I struggle with the ropes, trying to get out. I finally manage to get both my hands out. I let out a gasp of air. Then slowly open my eyes. My brown eyes adjust to the dark room. I slowly stand up, my dull brown eyes darting around everywhere. I brush a lock of my brown hair. Maybe finally I would be able to get out of here. I stand up, my bones paining from the constant time of lying on the floor. I walk curiously towards a door looking object, then freeze with fear when I hear the sound of footsteps. I press my ear towards the door, and nearly scream when I hear the footsteps are approaching me. What to do? What to do? My heart pounds rapidly, sweat trickles down my face. I take a deep breath and look around me, fidgeting with my fingers tightly. Do something Kayleigh, I tell myself. If i was a normal girl, I would of been crying right now. I would have just begun crying, and curl up in a ball and let them capture me again. But I was not a normal girl, I was not a beautiful dumb blonde rich girl who runs around with her daddy's credit card, and then let their life run ahead of them. I was Kayleigh, a smart kind of pretty practical brave girl who was very strong, and had a heart of gold. Who had never acted like a air head, I didn't get money every week from my daddy. I was an orphan, and had to work to get money. I remember those tiresome days, that I had to work around, I did the paper round, worked as a maid. I had to fight for survival. I remember those days, I had to beg for money. I would cry at night, that no one loved me, that no one did not even give me a single penny. I remember those days I would cry myself to hunger. I close my eyes and see myself. A poor orphan girl in rags, me sitting at home, all alone. Crying day and night, curled up in a ball. A girl no one cared and no one pitied. I was just a random street girl. I open my eyes, and wipe a tear. Think something Kayleigh, I remind myself. Yes, I would escape. I had survived four sad years of being an abandon little girl, I could survive. I hid in the corner, as I saw a shadow of shoes standing outside the door. I tried to hide, going as far back as the wall was. I held my breath as the door open, and watched as Sebastien walked in, a grim smile on his face, his darting black eyes looked around, then on the floor, where I had been tied before. My heart raced a marathon, I wanted to run. But knew that if I ran, there would be no way I could outrun Sebastien, I was slow, and probably looking at Sebastien he could run ten times my speed. I placed my hand on my mouth and tried to stay quiet.
"Kayleigh" Sebastien roared loudly like a lion, scaring me.
I closed my mouth, not even breathing. Sebastien walked towards the rope, and held the remaining pieces of the rope in his hand, he gripped it tightly, then threw it on the floor.
"Kayleigh, where are you?" Sebastien screamed, walking around, his voice full of urgency.
I looked at Sebastien, looking around the room, his mischievous black eyes that held red in them, searching for me.
"Kayleigh!" Sebastien shouted angrily, his voice echoed around the room.
I prayed to god that Sebastien could not see me. I was so scared, terror filled my body. What is Sebastien hurt me? Be brave Kayleigh, I told myself. I was going to be okay, okay. Who was I kidding, I would never be okay. Even if I ran, Sebastien would find me like a hunter and kill me, enjoying the pleasure of my last breath.
"Kayleigh where are you, I give you five seconds to come to me or you will be sorry" Sebastien screamed.
"1" Sebastien began, clenching his wrist.
My heart pounded faster with each number, until I felt it screaming at me, wanting to stop breathing.
"5" Sebastien laughed.
I remained where I was, still hiding in the shadows.
"Too late Kayleigh I gave you time to come to me, but now you are too late, I don't even know if god can save you from me now, I don't even know what I might do to you, I gave you five seconds to come. If you had, I would of not even have touched a single strand of your hair, but now I'm angry!" Sebastien screamed angrily.
I nearly gasped, terror stricken. Should of I just gone before he had said five. Too late now Kayleigh. Now that he was too angry, I don't know what he might do. He might just kill me.
"I know you are in this room Kayleigh, I can feel your pretty presence, I can smell your intoxicating smell, I am coming" Sebastien screamed.
At the moment, I knew he had seen me. His eyes were like he was a predator and his eyes locked at me, like I was his prey. I screamed as Sebastien pounced on me like a tiger, knocking me on the floor. I breathed deeply, scared. My heart pounds rapidly. I nearly hit the floor with my head, but for some reason, a pair of hands hold my head before dropping me lightly on the floor.
"I told you Kayleigh, now I am so angry" Sebastien concluded angrily, his voice echoing around the room.
"How did you see me" I whispered scared.
How could he see me, I thought I was safe. I thought I was hidden, I thought he would not have seen me. I thought for that one moment I could survive and win this battle, guess I was wrong.
"What did you think that you could run away from me, well you can't" Sebastien shouted, gripping my neck.
I tried to fight his hold on my neck, as I was loosing air. I tried to breath but couldn't.
"I will kill you" Sebastien laughed like a evil villain winning his match at the end, like he was going to kill the hero once and for all .
Suddenly I felt his grip loosen, before I could feel myself breathing again. I coughed, and then breathed deeply, his grip still in my mind.
"I can't kill you my love, does that hurt well good. If you ever try to run again, I will kill you but not have my fun first" Sebastien warned, his eyes looked me up and down my body, then right again at my eyes.
"I love you, and if you ever thing you can escape, your wrong, because you will be mine and only mine" Sebastien ordered, kissing me hard on the lips, then leaving me shocked and speechless on the floor. I lay on the floor, holding my neck tightly. For that one moment I thought he would of killed me, that was what dying must feel like, painful. I almost wished he had, for that if he had. I would have been dead, much better then the prison hole I was in now.
I walked towards the room that I had locked my beautiful bride. I unlocked the door, and flung it open. I looked around the room, something was wrong. I walked towards the chair that I had tied my beautiful Kayleigh in with ropes and nearly screamed when I saw she was gone. I grabbed the roped, and tightened my grip on it, before flinging it around the room.
"Kayleigh" I roared loudly like a lion, looking around for her.
"Kayleigh, where are you?" I screamed, walking around the room, urgency in my voice.
I look around the room, my mischievous black eyes that held red in them, searching for her, angrily. Fury flying angrily at my heart.
How could she run away from me? How could she. I would not let her, she was mine and mine for eternity..
"Kayleigh!" Sebastien shouted angrily, his voice echoed around the room.
"Kayleigh where are you, I give you five seconds to come to me or you will be sorry" I screamed full of anger.
"1" I began, clenching his wrist.
My eyes darted everywhere, and inhale her. I smell her scent. I feel her living presence in this room; she must of still be in this room, she was probably hiding, hoping to get out of here. What she didn't know was that their was no way to get out of here. She was mine, and I never lose anything, and I sure was not going to lose the most important angel in my life, ever.
"5" I laughed.
"Too late Kayleigh I gave you time to come to me, but now you are too late, I don't even know if god can save you from me now, I don't even know what I might do to you, I gave you five seconds to come. If you had, I would of not even have touched a single strand of your hair, but now I'm angry!" I screamed angrily.
"I know you are in this room Kayleigh, I can feel your pretty presence, I can smell your intoxicating smell, I am coming" I scream.
My eyes locked on to her. I felt her heart pounding rapidly and smiled. I was a hunter and she was my prey. I pounced onto her angel like, my weight on hers, causing her to fall down. I held her head so that she didn't hit her head.
"I told you Kayleigh, now I am so angry" I concluded angrily, my voice echoing around the room.
"How did you see me" Kayleigh whispered, scared.
"What did you think that you could run away from me, well you can't" I shouted, gripping my neck.
"I will kill you" I laughed like a evil villain winning my match at the end, like I was going to kill the hero once and for all. My eyes gazed upon her, her beauty mesmerizing me, putting me under a spell.
I looked at her warm beautiful brown eyes nearly losing all their life. Her wonderful wavy brown hair around her face. Her lips in a pout, trying to breath. Her fingers trying to fight mine, but losing. Her fingers were like a baby's compared to mine. Suddenly I had a vision of her dead in my arms. My Kayleigh dead in my arms, then shook the vision away. I looked at her again, nearly losing her battle and dying. Then shook my head angrily, what was I doing. I let her go, watching her reaching for her neck and trying to breathe, she breathed deeply.
"I can't kill you my love, does that hurt well good. If you ever try to run again, I will kill you but not have my fun first" I warned, looking her up and down then at her beautiful eyes.
I pressed my lips onto her lips, and felt like I was riding on a cloud in haven. Then let go, her eyes glanced at me. I almost wanted to kiss her forever, to remain with her forever. She felt safe, like home. Like I had someone to love, someone who loved me and cared her presence filled me. I felt so happy, happier then I had ever been in my whole life. I got off her gracefully, and then walked out off the room, a big smile on my face. She would be mine, my prisoner forever. If she agreed to be with me, agreed to love me. I would get her out of here, to my home and treat her like a princess and take care of her dearly, and not even let god take her away from me, my beautiful angel. Kayleigh was here to save me, and end all my misery.