Obsession
Chapter 1
B-Pov
I was starting to come to, and I felt groggy and heavy-like I had been asleep for a long time. As I took in my surroundings, I was suddenly aware that I had no idea where I was. This elegantly decorated room was not my bedroom in my small apartment.
I heard footsteps coming up the hall, and I suddenly recalled being grabbed from behind and struggling to get free before a damp rag was shoved in my face. When the door opened, I turned to see a dark figure coming toward the bed. I attempted to scramble to my feet, but I wasn't fast enough, and the stranger wrapped me in his arms. I fought with all I had, but it made no difference; he only tightened his grip.
He was whispering in my ear, telling me it was ok and that he wouldn't hurt me. "My name is Jasper, Bella. Stop struggling, Kitten-put the claws away, and I'll tell you how I came to know that you and I are meant to be," he purred.
Jasper went on to tell me how he was at the pharmacy one afternoon, and the moment he laid eyes on me, he knew I was it for him and that I would complete him. As he was telling me his romanticized version of our meeting, all I could think was Oh, my god, I have been abducted by a freak!
Jasper explained how he followed me and observed my daily routine then began formulating his plan to abduct me. He told of how he waited for the perfect moment to put his plan into action and that tonight was finally the night. He also apologized for the chloroform, which explained the damp rag, and the bruises I had obtained from his tight hold.
Afterward, he sat quietly for a few moments studying my face for reaction. I was squinting to make out his features in the dim light protruding through the cracked bedroom door. He had a stern but handsome face with piercing ice blue eyes, and his hair was blonde and unruly. I could feel my hand unconsciously begin to stroke his face. Without realizing, I ran my hand through his hair and pulled him closer. Our faces were so close, I could feel his breath on my cheek and see the nervous quiver of his lips. Just as he moved his lips to mine, I jumped up and exclaimed, "What the hell was that!"
I must have been going crazy. I almost kissed the guy who just admitted to stalking and kidnapping me. Jasper cleared his throat, tearing me away from my musing, and asked "Are you hungry?" My stomach growled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten since lunch, and I realized I had lost all sense of time. Looking into his dazzling eyes, I felt myself get a little flustered, but I shrugged and tried to play it cool, "I could eat."
Jasper arose and held out his hand for me to take. I glanced from his hand to his face and crossed my arms. He could tell by the look on my face it wasn't going to be that easy. He smirked and turned toward the door, adding "I made dinner if you'd like to join me."
Jasper made spaghetti, and I begrudgingly admitted it was good as I took my plate into the kitchen. Jasper followed me, as I suspected he would, and quietly asked me if I'd like to watch a movie. I decided to play nice for now and agreed.
Jasper put in the movie The Boondock Saints. I hadn't seen it, so I focused all of my attention on the screen, and I actually liked it; although, at some point, I must have dozed off because I awoke as Jasper was carrying me upstairs. He laid me on the bed and turned to leave. At the door, he paused for a moment and whispered, "Goodnight, Angel." Smiling to myself, I drifted off to sleep…