Hey guys! New chapter! Unfortunately for me, school starts next Monday, so it'll be hard to update, but I'll do my best. Hope you enjoy!
Izaya Orihara, I had only heard that name whispered in the alleyways and hushed conversations at school. The name contained a sinister connotation. I knew very little about the actual man, other than to stay away from him. And now, I was face to face with him.
"What do you want?" I asked him, trying to put on a bored tone and surprisingly succeeding. "I've had a rough day, it's really late, and I just want to go home, so if you'll please excuse me," I pushed past him and continued walking. Did I make it? I thought gleefully. Nope. I felt a sharp tug at my wrist, and soon I was pushed against the wall, my wrists pinned to my sides with his hands.
"That's not how you should thank the person who saved you," he whispered, smirking.
"You didn't save me; Celty saved me."
"And who do you think sent Celty to save you, Jenny?"
"How did you know where I was? The only way you would know is if you set it up. How do you know my name? Are you the guy that hired those people to kidnap me?" I whispered the last two questions, afraid of the answers.
"I did hire those two idiots to kidnap you," he answered, never changing his expression.
"Why?" What did he want with me?
"I had you kidnapped and rescued so I could see how you would react. It was for my entertainment."
"What?" I was shocked, "You had me kidnapped just for your own sick purposes? Do you think this is a game?" I started getting hysterical. Easily escaping his grasp on my wrists, I pushed him away and yelled in his face, "Do you have any idea what those monsters almost did to me? They nearly raped me! If Celty hadn't shown up when she did, those rapists would've gotten away with it. And all for what? For some sick pleasure? What the hell is wrong with you?!" During my whole rant, Izaya never changed his expression. He kept the same arrogant smirk while my expression changed between anger and frustration. At the end of my tirade, I was breathing heavily, my cheeks red with anger.
He sighed, "Are you finally done, Jenny?" I faltered slightly; that was not the response I was expecting. During my verbal assault, I had managed to back him into the wall, but now he switched our places easily, pinning my wrists once more. "I didn't think those idiots would try and rape you, but" he glanced down my body, "I can't really blame them. As for why I planned this whole thing, I already told you. I wanted to see how you would react. You see, I find humans interesting. How they react, their emotions; it's fun to see what you humans will do in different situations."
"You talk as if you aren't human," I interrupted him, "and you never told me how you know my name." I ignored his comment about my body.
"Human are simply too emotional. And how do I know your name? Do you know Rio?"
"Rio?' I asked surprised, "I think she goes to my school…" Rio and I weren't great friends, but she was nice, and I didn't want her to get into any unnecessary trouble with this dangerous man.
"Oh, so you do go to RairaAcademy?" Shit, I should have thought that through better. "You weren't supposed to be kidnapped; Rio was actually my target."
"W-What? Wha-"
"Yes," he interrupted me while pushing his head closer to mine so our foreheads were touching, "I never wanted to kidnap you. Rio was always my target, but there was a little complication."
I tried not to let him see how much our close proximity bothered me. When he said that he never wanted to kidnap me, why did that make me feel worthless? "What complication?" I asked worriedly.
"I was supposed to meet Rio here. When she described herself to me, she gave me your description."
I opened my mouth, about to talk, but he stopped me.
"Don't interrupt me." He said darkly, his breath raising goose bumps on my neck.
I immediately shut my mouth.
"I found out that Rio's father was having an affair. I sent her proof, and then found her online and pretended to console her. We finally decided to take our lives together."
My eyes widened, is that why he chose this building? Because many people committed suicide here?
He continued on, oblivious to my discomfort, "We were going to meet at the spot you were kidnapped. I hired those idiots to kidnap Rio, not you, but when I asked her what she looked like, she described you. So that's what I told the kidnappers. Imagine how I felt when after I saw you get kidnapped, a girl with red hair comes up to me and tells me she's Rio. Turns out she was nervous, so she described one of her classmates and showed up late because she wasn't sure if she wanted to go through with it. And that's how I know your name; I asked her what the name of the classmate she chose was. It really was your misfortune that you happened to be at our meeting place. I made the best out of the situation. I simply saw it as a chance to see how two humans react!" He shouted this last sentence gleefully.
"You rea-really aren't human," I whispered, my voice a mix of emotions. I didn't know how to feel, and I had so many questions. Why did Rio have to choose me? Why did I go to that stupid street? Why didn't I just stay home? Did I blame Rio for describing me? And the most important: What was going to happen to me now?
"Oh yeah," he let go of my wrists and reached into his pocket, "is this yours?" He pulled out a small black purse. My purse.
"Hey! That's mine!" I tried to grab it, but he held it over his head, using his height advantage of about six feet to my short five feet two inches.
He laughed at my pathetic attempts to reclaim my purse, "You can have it back when you thank me properly for saving you. I think that a kiss would be appropriate," he leered down at me.
I blushed, "Thank you?" I asked incredulously, "You had me kidnapped in the first place!" I made one more futile attempt at grabbing my bag, but he just held it higher than I could jump. I finally decided to stop embarrassing myself and stood still, silently fuming.
Continuing to wave the bag in my face, Izaya let out a laugh, "It's just a simple kiss, Jen-"
"Fine. I'll do it. But you have to give me my bag back." My sudden concession surprised him. That expression didn't stay for long, but I saw it. Score one for Jenny.
Izaya grinned and threw my bag onto the ground. His arms soon encircled my waist and he pulled me against his body. Glancing down at me, his gleaming red eyes soon focused on my lips.
While he was temporarily distracted, I kneed him in the balls, grabbed my purse and ran. I didn't look back, but I did hear a grunt of pain and a muttered expletive. One thing I did not hear was the sound of following footsteps or him getting up. Sneaking one glance back, I saw him staring at me, his hands in the pockets of his faux-fur lined jacket. He made no move to follow me. Wanting to put as much distance between us as possible, I quickened my pace. Little did I know, I would be seeing the red eyed demon very soon.
"Well she certainly got me good," Izaya said to himself while dusting off his body. He watched her retreating figure. She took one glance back at him, and then ran faster, obviously wanting to get as far away as possible. "But," he pulled his left hand out of his pocket, "I got her cellphone." The red-eyed boy smirked evilly, "You have no idea what's in store for you."