"Lissy, you don't need to worry. It's just a plane. A plane that has more than one engine if one fails then you're in trouble, you are thousands of feet up in the air with nothing underneath you so there-"

"Manda. You are the worst person in the entire world." She sighed.

"Look it's 11pm, you will be back over here by tomorrow morning and then I will treat you to a latte at the café and you can tell me all about your horrible flight. At least Rippner is locked away so you won't have to worry about him again." I yawned and set the alarm to the house. I felt a flurry of fur brush against my legs as Skylar, my kitten, ran past me and to my bedroom. "That bloody cat won't stay off my bed. It's there when I go to sleep and when I wake up."

"Well she is only a kitten."

"She's not a kitten she's a fur ball." I joked.

"You bought her!"

"I wanted company." I made my way to my bedroom. There it was, laid out on the pillow next to mine on the double bed. She looked so innocent but I knew the truth. One of my favourite jumpers paid the price of underestimating her.

"I still don't see why you had to get your own apartment as soon as you turned 18." Lisa complained down the phone.

"Well, Dad gave me some money and my mother had kept a savings account. So stop complaining. It's not a big deal. Would you want me to move in with you in your apartment?"

"No, no! I don't think I could live with that." She laughed. "Ok, I gotta go. See you tomorrow."

"Bye Lisa." I put my mobile on the bedside table and turned off the lights. The moon made my room glow as it shon through the thin curtains. "Fur ball, move over." I flicked Skylar's back to make her move. Slowly I laid in bed and stared at the glaring yellow eyes next to me. She hated it when I made her move. "Go to sleep Sky." I groaned before shutting my eyes.

Jackson .

"Tell me about her." I sighed down the phone. I have one picture of her. She will be mine soon.

"Well her name is Amanda Isabella Reisert, she recently moved into her own apartment as she turned 18 a few months ago. She is the half sister of Lisa Reisert and her mother died 2 years ago. She inherited a house in London and $1 million dollars."

"So her mother was rich then?"

"Yes, she was a model when she was younger and her father was a doctor so she also inherited money which she used to develop a modelling agency."

"Does Amanda have a boyfriend?" I hope she doesn't because it would be such a shame if he died.

"No, as far as I can tell she is single."

"Good. Talk again soon."

I laid back on my bed and looked at the ceiling. Amanda Isabella Reisert. Lisa won't know what's hit her when she finds her sister gone.

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of Skylar meowing in my ear. I batted her paw away from my face and sat up slowly. Her big yellow eyes stared up at me and her black tail moved from side to side. It's amazing how a 7 month old kitten can cause so much trouble. Well not trouble but it pains me to wake up before 10 am. "Come on then." I yawned while crawling out of bed. I made my way downstairs with Skylar trying to catch a piece of cotton that was hanging off my slippers. If she scratches me then she's dead. I slowly got bored of her tugging me backwards and picked her up. She snuggled against my shoulder and let out a small yawn. I was just about to get her dish when the phone rang.

"Hello." I answered while trying to keep my eyes open.

"Is that Amanda Reisert?" I heard a male voice reply.

"Yes, why?"

"I'm Jackson Rippner… and I'm outside your house." His voice teased. I heard some shuffling and then the front door flew open. "Little girlie… where are you?" The footsteps grew louder until he stood in the doorway. He was smirking and looking me up and down. "Very nice." I realised I was still only in my shorts and tank top that I fell asleep in. Jackson started walking forward until he was only a few centimetres away. Skylar jumped out of my arms and hissed at him. Rippner moved his foot and kicked her out the way. "You're gonna come with me." I shook my head and started walking backwards till my back hit the counter. Seconds later I was trapped between the counter and his body. He bent his head down and whispered in my ear "If you don't come quietly and quickly then I will make you relive your sister's nightmare. Remember the one where she got that scar…" I felt his hand stroke my arm before grabbing my wrist and spinning me around so that my back was against his chest. He brushed away a few of my curls and touched my bare neck. A shiver went down my spine as his cold hands stroked my neck. "Pretty little thing, aren't you?" He whispered. I felt his hand move from my neck and into his pocket. I shut my eyes dreading what he would do. Suddenly I felt a prick in my neck and a liquid being shot into my system. I started to struggle against him but he only held me tighter. My energy drained rapidly and I soon found myself involuntarily shutting my eyes. "Go to sleep…" Seconds later I collapsed in his grip and I welcomed the darkness…

"Little girlie… Wake up… Mandy… She's been asleep for 3 hours she should have woken by now… I hope I haven't killed her… I haven't had any fun yet… It would be such a shame… Izzy… Belle…" I wish he would shut up. My eyes snapped open as I finally got sick of him trying to wake me up. "Ah! I wondered when you'd get sick of my voice. A little silly of you trying to pretend to be asleep though."

"Well you still haven't shut up have you?" I hissed before sitting up. "Where am I?" He smirked before looking around.

"You're in this nice little mansion I found. It's surrounded by woods so I wouldn't go wandering when it's dark."

"I'm not 5 years old." I looked around and I was actually quite impressed that it wasn't a rundown warehouse that he had taken me to.

"Welcome to your new home."

AN: So I'm hoping I can keep up with this story. I am only adding a new chapter if I get at least 4 reviews because last time it was hardly read and I have an idea for a different story that I know I can finish =)