Ally's P.O.V.
It's been a week since Austin has tried to talk to me. I mean he brings me food and makes sure I have the things I need, but he hasn't actually sat down and tried to talk to me. Its better that I haven't had to be around him really, so I have had time to find a way out. I hadn't had much luck but I'm going to just go ahead and get the heck out of here.
I've decided that I would just spray Austin in the eyes just a little, and get out. I didn't want to have to spray the whole thing in his eyes, just enough to get past him. Then I will just run out of the door or the window and leave.
I want to leave, I need to leave.
I looked over at the clock on the bedside table and it was five thirty in the morning, which meant he would be in here in an hour to give me breakfast.
I sat on the bed Indian style with my bag in my legs just waiting for him. I had the spray in my hand and was waiting for him to come in so I could just go home. As I waited and waited, I was trying to calm myself down, since I was so nervous about what I was going to do.
It was about six ten when I heard him put the key in the door and open it. I just sat on the bed like I had for the past forty minutes and just stared at him. He walked to the table and sat my food there, and the whole time I just stared at him. I watched his every move and he could see that. He came and sat on the bed across from me like he always does and just stares back at me.
"So what's with you today?" he asked as we just stared into each others eyes.
His were beautiful brown, and were worried like, as for mine were just brown and dark.
"I want to go home, so please just let me go. I promise I won't tell anybody anything if you just take me back home, or just at least let me leave on my own," I say.
"You know I'm not going to let you do that. You belong with me and you'll see it in no time, I promise you," he said back touching my leg.
I was disgusted and mad and so many other things. I mean who is he to touch me and tell me what I'm going to do. That was it. I was getting out of here and I was getting out now. He just looked at me and kept his hand on my leg, when I pulled out my can of pepper spray out.
I heard him say what is that and snicker and the next thing that I hear is a bunch of cussing and screaming and that was it. I did it!
I got my bag and ran. I was free; I was finally free!
I got out of the door and was in a hallway. This house was definitely huge and pricy. I mean as I was running I couldn't help but look at all the things on the walls and all the décor in the house. The hallway was so huge and long, I didn't think I would ever find the door out.
Throughout the hallway there were like only two other doors, other than the door of the room I was in. I wanted to look in the rooms and see what creepy stuff he had in the rooms, but I didn't have enough time to do that and get away from him. I finally was out of the hallway and in the living room, I believe, and was amazed. I mean it was so nice and grand that I was thinking about staying. I knew I couldn't, but if it was my house, I would never leave this living room.
There was a long brown couch, a giant fireplace, a huge fish tank, and what it looked like a 70 inch screen TV. I stopped and just looked around for a second and then I heard a door open and I knew I was dead. I should have just gone and ran until I couldn't anymore. I started to panic because now I couldn't find the door to the outside. I only saw the kitchen that was connected to the living room, so I went in there to see if the door was in there. There was the back door and I knew this was it. My face changed so quickly; I was hopeful that just maybe I was going to get out of this place and get back home.
I ran out the back door and screamed my head off. I screamed for help and that there was a fire just to get someone's attention, but I didn't see or hear anything back there. I went through the back gate and just kept screaming. I knew he would be behind me in time, so I just ran and I tried not to look back, but sometimes I had to. As I was running, I noticed that Austin was telling the truth; there was no one around, just his house in the middle of nowhere. But, that wasn't going to stop me from running or yelling. I started to look back and see if he was anywhere near me because I knew he would be in a little while. As I looked back, I also noticed how wonderful and grand his house was. I mean it was outrageous but I couldn't focus on that, I needed to get home to my dad and my friends, and especially Dallas.
I was about a mile from the house when I heard a car coming down the street behind me. I knew it was him and knew I was over. He probably was going to take me back to the house and chop me to pieces, or might just do it the faster way and just run me over. I was looking for a way out but there weren't any. The road went straight and that was it. I kept running when the car came up in front of me and stopped. I turned back around and starting running towards the house again. I could hear him running after me and yelling my name, but I was not going to let him get me. I didn't turn my head once, but I could hear him getting closer. I was so scared but I didn't want to let it show. He kept getting closer and closer every second, and finally he caught up to me. I could feel him grab me by my stomach and hold me so tight that I could hardly breathe. I tried to kick and scream, but it was no use; he was strong and there was no one around. He had that cloth again and put it over my mouth. I fought for a while not to inhale, but it was a matter of time. He started to pull me back to his car, when I noticed what kind of car he was pulling me back to; a Porsche Carrera GT.
I didn't understand this, I mean why would he do all this and risk his whole life just to steal me, when he is clearly rich and could get any girl he wanted.
I finally gave in and inhaled and the next thing I know I'm back in my room. I'm done for and I know it. He is going to kill me or hurt me for trying to get away. I'm so scared, but I'm not going to show him. I sit up from the bed and just stare at the door waiting for him to come in.
I wanted to die; I probably was better off dead.
I mean I was free, I was free and then he had to come and take me away again.
I was free for a second.
And now he is going to chop me up and hurt me. I'm done for and I know it.
Author's Note: I'm sorry that it took me so long to update, but I have so much going on so it's pretty hard to try to focus on writing, so yeah. Well, I hope you liked it and will keep reviewing, following, and adding to the favs. Oh, and I want to thank you guys for all the reviews and stuff, and if you have suggestions, don't be afraid to make them. So, plz keep up with 5 reviews, follows, and favs which = update.
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