Chapter 3. 

She'd been kidnapped.  KIDNAPPED.  And she didn't even have money anymore.  The poor shouldn't have to deal with this.  But here she was – wearing one of her least favorite outfits for god knows how long – in the back of her cheater ex-boyfriend's car. Didn't some people fall in love with their kidnappers? Did it work that way if you already loved them –or did the opposite occur?  Not that she loved him – he was a cheater –even if he said it would never happen again. So did that mean she would fall back in love with him or would their history counter-act the…OH god Jackie.  So not what you should be worrying about.  He'd just told her that no one would miss her – that Michael wouldn't.  And while this was certainly true- damn it she didn't have to be happy about it.  Being parentless –friendless and having a dumb man-whore ex first love was nothing to be proud of.  And now look at her – her true love was a kidnapper – her position in life certainly wasn't improving. 

"Look Jacks I'm sorry.  I just mean that everybody thinks you were leaving for the summer.  They will just think you left early".

"Without saying goodbye?"  He gave her a look.  Okay that is something that she would do.

"Without my clothes?" Ha!  Had him there.

"They are in the trunk."  Damn it! And also yea!  Well it was a perk of the kidnapping.  Okay fine – no one was gonna miss her.  Steven was smart.  He had a plan and accomplices.  She was here for the duration.  Unless she found a phone and called the police or ran away at the first stop.  Neither of which she would do because…well because.  She wasn't ready to admit anything, not even to herself.

"I'm sorry." He apologized again.  He'd done that a lot lately.  She was beginning to believe him.  Which was frightening her because no good had ever come from her believing in a man.  She just didn't want to think anymore about it.  She curled up in the seat and went back to sleep.