I'm sitting in a chair. Tied up and blind folded. Always making sure my brother was safe and well protected. Everyone's always tried to kill me before. Why would they need to kidnap me? He is easier to get a hold of. I'm the one that has the access to our accounts. Shouldn't this be the other way around? I hear the door creak open and close, footsteps walk in and stop in front of my chair.

They place their hands on my shoulders. I can feel them lean in and brush their lips on mine. I pull my head back, smacking the back on the chair.

They jumped back "…" I'm sure they were gonna say something, but I can't be sure what. Before I knew it I could hear them running pulling the door open and slamming it shut. I figured that would be the last time I'd hear them for the night. But, later in the night I heard them come in. They stood in front of my chair for a few minutes doing nothing before I felt pills pressed to my lips. I tightened my lips so they couldn't, slightly hoping they'd just force the pills in so they would just leave. But they didn't. They just held the pills there, not forcing them but not taking them away. Finally I let them in my mouth, a bottle then was pressed to my lips and liquid filled my mouth. I swallowed the pills down, licking my lips. Tasted like the mocha coffee my beloved makes at the coffee shop.

My love. He doesn't know that I like him. Now I'm never going to be able to.

Within a few minutes I feel like I have no control over my body. The straps holding me down are undone. I'm pulled up and lead, stumbling, to another room. I don't know how far I've gone but wherever I'm lead has a bed. I'm pushed down onto the bed. I figured I'd be raped, but they surprise me. I was covered up and left there.

When they returned, they kissed me on top of my head placed something on the side of the bed. Then they left. After a few minutes I take the blind fold off and look around. I had been placed in a plush room. Large bed with soft covers. Not as good as mine but very pretty. The color scheme was good. Black and red. Reminds me of my beloved. There were a plain desk on one side and a simple wardrobe next to it. Beyond that there really wasn't anything in there. Very scarce for personalization.

I decided whoever this person was, they didn't really want to hurt me. So I turned on my side, snuggled into the bed and fell asleep.

Over a week of being sick and I'm still on track! J

New chapter for this tomorrow. Maybe. Or I'll update the red-eyes story. See you tomorrow! Check out all the stories! :P

~ikki~