Kidnapped by Bieber

I'm a 17 year old girl, just your every day normal girl. My name is Page, I have long brown hair and green eyes. As I walk down the street could hear someone walking behind me, to close. I turned around and saw boy a little older then me. "Um, uh, hi." I said. He pushed my arm, forcing me to look forward. He grabbed my wrists and tied them quickly. "W-what are you doing?" I asked, I was scared, confused, and ready to cry. "Be quiet and you won't get hurt." He said. He shoved me in a big black van and tied me to the seats. I stayed quiet like he said, I didn't want to get hurt. A tear rolled down my cheek and another one followed. He put a rag over my mouth and I accidently breathed in. Everything got blurry and I fell asleep. *Not Famous*


3. Chapter #3



           Page's P.O.V.


                   I woke up, again, in the small room. I didn't know what to do. I'm never getting out of here. But what if I can find a way to leave? I sighed. I sat up and walked down stairs. I couldn't see him so I went into his kitchen. He didn't have a rule not to eat his food, so I looked in the fridge and got out some milk. I got some cereal off the top of the fridge and got out a bowl and a spoon. After I was done eating I went into the front room and looked for the remote that would open the door. Might as well make use of my time. I looked around for about a half hour, looking in every place I could think of! I still couldn't find it. "UGH!" I grunted. I went and started looking in the kitchen for it. After another half hour looking in the kitchen I moved on to another random room. It didn't look like the room really had a certain use. I looked in the couches, under the coffee table, every where! Still no remote! I walked up stairs and walked into a room. I open the door but then I heard snoring. Great, this is his room. I crept inside and quietly looked around, not waking him up. All the sudden his snoring stopped. I looked over at him but he was still asleep. I kept on looking, being very careful. I looked in his closet, under his bed, etc. But I still couldn't find it! I give up! I couldn't find it! I have been searching for hours! "What were you looking for?" His voice came from behind me. I flinched and tensed up. "N-nothing, I just, uh," I couldn't speak. I was to scared. A tear fell down my, bruised, cut, cheek. "I thought you learned your lesson already." He said. "I just wana go home." I cried. He rapped his arms around my stomach and rest his head on my shoulder. "No point in trying to escape. Your never gonna leave." He said. I have no choice anymore, he's right, I'm never going to make it out. He kissed my cheek then pulled away from me. He grabbed my hand and started walking downstairs, with me following. We sat on the couch and watch a movie. I tried to except that this is my home now, but I still just wanted to find a way out. Why did this happen to me? There are 1000's of girls in california, with green eyes! This makes no sense to me. I wanted to cry, but I held it in. My whole life, I wanted to go to finish highschool, go to collage, fall in love, just to have a normal life! But that's not going to happen now. Now I'm going to be stuck here, with him. My life took an awful twist! I couldn't hold it in any longer, and I started to cry again. "UGH!" He grunted. "Why do girls have to cry so much?" He asked. "Because we don't like being kidnapped!" I relpied. He sighed. "Come here." He said holding out his arms. I did as he said and snuggled up to him. He didn't seem to mean, as long as he wasn't running a knife down my cheek.

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