Desmond comes upstairs and I shutter in fear. Please don't hurt me, I beg of you. He enters the room and grabs the rope from the chair. "Give me your hands" he demands and I oblige, hoping not to make him mad. He ties my hands together and I hiss in pain, the rope was burning my skin.
"You're lucky Harry's here, if he wasn't here... You actually don't want to know." He says while tying me feet up and I pray to god that he will leave soon. "Ok you're good now go lay down and sleep." I do as told and lay down on the stained mattress and close my eyes. I hear him leave and I sigh in relief. I struggle to sit up as I look around the room. I guess this is my room now, at least for now. They'll find me soon, I know they will. For now I just have to go along with Desmond and hope that Harry will help me out.
I try to fall asleep and think about my sister, I really miss her. I can't help but start to cry, what if I never see her again? What if I won't see her grow? It breaks my heart that I probably won't be able to see her open Christmas presents or even see her on her birthday, and it's all because of a man named Desmond Styles. I hate him, and I always will, he's the reason I'm here and he'll be the reason for my pain.
I didn't remember falling asleep last night, I go to stand up and then I remember that I'm all tied up, great. I hear the door open and I begin to panic so I lay back down on the mattress and close my eyes. " It's me" harry whispers and I relax but don't bother to turn and look at him. He laughs " I know you're awake Lauren" I turn around and smile " I know" I say and he walks over to me. " Let me take those ropes off of you",I nod and let him untie me. He untied my hands and I start to rub them " ow" I say and he grabs my wrists rubbing them, "it's ok, they'll heal soon" he kisses my wrists and I feel a tingle go up my spine. Why was he so nice to me?
He unties my feet and I rub them too. He looks at me and rubs them " are you going to kiss my ankles now?" I tease him and he shrugs " If you want me too" I laugh and shake my head. " Too late" he leans and kisses my ankles, the tingles go up my spine again. It might be weird that he's kissing my ankles but I find it sweet... In a weird way. " thanks" I whisper and he looks at me confused " you are really hard to read, you know that?" I give him a weird look " what do you mean?" I ask and he laughs while he sits next to me on the bed. " I just mean that one minute you're laughing and mocking me and then the next thing you're all shy, why?" I look at him and just shrug, " I don't know." He sighs and gets up. " I get it, my dad kidnapped you and you think I'm like him, but just to let you know I'm not, I wouldn't hurt you." He goes to the door and turns around.
" Don't be afraid of me, I'm not the one you're suppose to be afraid of."