Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this story belong to JK Rowling. But I do warn you that I own the plot of this story.
A/N: Hey, *cho chang*, I'm really happy that you like my story so much. But guess what? I've got loads of summer assignment I have to catch up on and I have one more week of summer break left. If I do not start doing my work, I will be staying late nights working my behind off. [sigh] Thanks for your reviews! You're probably the most dedicated reader. :) So what I'm saying here is that, well, I will not be online for the entire week and since you said you were going to check on my story everyday (which I am greatly flattered by), I don't want to keep you waiting. So check back in a week or so and I'll have a new chapter up. By the way, thanks for reviewing too, dancr4eva. Even though I will not be online for the next entire week does not mean the readers should not keep on reviewing. Ok, I'm desperate, but at least I admit it! :P
Cho's POV
I opened my eyes slightly, expecting to adjust to the morning light only to find my surrounding pretty dark. Tonight was especially chilly, so I rubbed my arms up and down hoping the friction would warm me up a bit. I closed my eyes again until I realized that my shirt and jeans where soaked. That's weird...
My eyes opened up in shock when I realized what happened last. All I can remember was that I was in the bank, a few people in masks barged in, and then I was in a limo. Shit! I'm kidnapped! Great job Cho, he was about to let you be but you just had to grab onto him. Now look at what kind of situation you're in, I punched myself as I scolded. Now is not the time to put blames on myself, I reasoned.
I studied my surroundings. It was dark, but judging from the little light from the outside, I can see rain. I tried standing up but only collapsed due to the slight tilt of the ground. What the hell? I clumsily moved around to touch the walls and realized how my ears were making popping sounds. A memory of the last time I took a flight to California came to me and I cursed loudly.
"Fucking shit of an ass, where the fuck am I shitting to?" I yelled to no one in particular. (Translation: "Oh god, where the heck am I going?") I paced around when the ground became balanced again and I poked my face at the nearest window and found that it wasn't raining anymore. Ok, at least we're about 50 thousand feet above the air and not to mention above the clouds, now I can calm! Shit, what am I saying?
My mind was now racing with ridiculous ideas of whether I'm going to be ransomed or killed, or maybe both! As I was rapidly walked around the little area I was provided, I kicked my foot into a rather large obstruction. I grabbed onto my toes and cursed some more, damn box! When I became recollected, I observed that I must be in the storage chamber of the passenger airplane? Jet plane? Why the heck would I care? I'm kidnapped and I'm going to be raped and killed.
I can hear it now, all the people I ever became enemies with whispering in front of the TV when the snobby reporter says, "a twenty-four-year-old Asian female was found by Freeway 10, naked. According to the police research, the girl was violated over and over again and was shot in the chest 10 times before she died. About 10 other knife wounds were found all over her body..." God, I can see those assholes' smirks right now. I continuously clicked my tongue as these crazy thoughts ran through my mind. I meant to get rid of that annoying habit of mine when I'm nervous, but at a time like this, I'm not going to bother.
A sudden light beamed into the dark chamber, illuminating most of my surrounding. As I raised my hand to block at the sudden brightness, I thought with dread, Oh god, they're going to rape me now. NO, wait, no! They're not taking me down without a fight! Before my eyes adjusted to the light, I rammed into the person who came in.
"Fuck you, bastard! You're not going to rape me!" I pounded into his stomach as I shouted.
Unfortunately, the ass wipe blocked one of my punches and from there grabbed onto both of my hands to stop the blows I'm giving him. I looked up into pair of gentle hazel eyes that belonged to a man of about six feet two. I could just drown into them. I shook my head violently as I remembered what kind of person I'm dealing with.
"Bastard!" I tried swinging my hands out of his grasp, but not succeeding.
"Calm down," his sweet voice cooed, "we're not going to hurt you. Or rape you if that's what you're worried about." That really did calm me down. But my eyes flamed when I thought if they're not going to hurt me, what the fuck am I doing here? Get me the hell home!
As if reading my mind, he responded, "sorry, but you won't be able to go home for a long while. A whole bank of people now know we kidnapped you and we can't just let you go."
I was about to say something, anything to get me out of this horrid situation. I practiced a speech in my head, trying to put together words that can convince him that I won't tell the police who they are and I'll pretend I didn't know anything. Just when I was going to start speaking, another guy came in. This man was slightly shorter than the other one, he was about six feet, I think.
"Hey, the bitch giving you trouble?" I recognize his voice! He's the dude who grabbed me from the bank. I didn't realize before, but he's got an English accent.
"You!" I pointed to him, with every bit of anger in my voice.
"So the bitch recognizes me, what an honor," he mocked.
"Assfuck! Is bitch all you can say? You better go purchase yourself a dictionary to enhance your vocabulary!" I snapped, entirely forgetting my situation. No one, and I mean no one puts Cho Chang or Autumn Lee down! He walked over to me but was blocked by the man with the hazel eyes.
"Chill, Seth, don't be so sensitive," Seth, eh? How lame... Seth sounds like a name that belongs to a hot guy, and I don't think he's a hot guy. No way in hell. Well, so what if I can't see him because of the dark, but he must be some ugly fat ass hag that can't get any woman. God, I'm lying to myself, his deep voice already shows that he's a young stud. Whatever man, Autumn Lee doesn't fall for hot guys. But Cho Chang does, a voice rang into my head. Shut up! Shut up!
"That whore's crapping me though!" Seth yelled. Whore? Hoh hoh, no one calls me whore! I fucking hate that word. That reminds me too much of the past. I shoved past the guy between Seth and I, and immediately gave him the hardest strike I've given to anyone. Yes, I kneed his crotch. Normally, that's not my style, but I know how much it hurts for a male. God, this is one very good advantage for a lady.
Seth crumpled to the ground covering his crotch with both of his hands. By now, the mutual guy pushed me back away from Seth, fearing that I might continue my act.
"Bitch! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Seth yelled through hard breaths.
Serves you right, ass! I shouted in my mind. Then something snapped and I remembered the reason I was in this ordeal. I pushed the guy blocking me and kicked Seth one time before saying in a warning tone, "hand over the locket."
I regretted saying it immediately after I saw that gleam in his eyes. He winced as he got up and patted his pants to get rid of the dirt hugging his jeans.
"So this is all about a goddamn locket?" He smirked. God, I can't see his smirk, but I can feel the smirk climbing. I could imagine it as he said those words. Fuck man, why is this happening to me?
"You fuck face, hand it over or..."
"I don't think you're in a position to say that," he cut in.
"To hell with that. If you think you could ransom me, I'll tell you now that I don't have money and I don't have any relatives," as those words slipped out of my mouth, I realized that if they see no value in me, then they would kill me. Great, now I know I'll definitely die.
Ignoring me, he turned to his friend, "Aidan, Scott wants to see the girl, now!"
My heart thumped harder against my rib cage as a scary thought sneaked into my little mind. They're going to rape you now, the voice said. I bit my bottom lip to try to stop the shaking. Aidan realized this and put his arms around my shoulder. What's he playing at? He seems almost... sympathetic.
We walked out of the door to a well-illuminated chamber of the jet plane. My curiosity couldn't hold me any longer and I turned my head upwards to study carefully at this "Aidan." He doesn't have hazel eyes, they're green, a fiery green, actually. I must have thought it was hazel because of the dark. Short, spiky coconut brown hair adored his rugged square face that looked every bit manly. I studied the muscles that are tempting to rip his tight black t-shirt and I eyed his loose-fitting black jeans. Realizing that I was checking him out, he turned to me and gave me a heart-warming smile. Man, I'm in a life-threatening situation, and I'm checking someone out!
I gazed over at that man-whore, Seth, and looked him up and down. Ugly was what was coming to my head. Fine! I'm lying, he's hot all the way. Shaggy black hair, pale skin, piercing blue eyes, toned body, everything about him shouts out handsome! I hate the way he walks, the way he holds himself arrogantly makes me sick to the gut. I made a gesture to gag and Aidan eyed me awkwardly before chuckling.
"Hey, what's so funny?" Seth glared at me suspiciously as he made me sit down at one of the seats.
I looked away immediately, not wanting to see his face. Ugh, he pisses me off so badly.
"I asked, what's so funny?" Seth kicked Aidan from across his seat. Aidan dodged and grabbed on me to prevent from falling off the seat. He failed miserably if he was looking for support because I fell down with him. We both landed on the floor in an embarrassing position with me on the top of him and my knees on either side of his crotch. Stupid Seth, on the other hand, was laughing his ass off. I turned back to the man under me and his face turned crimson. He must be shocked to see me not blushing because I could see his green eyes open up in wonderment. I got up putting on a fake smirk, not letting any expression fall on my face. Autumn Lee doesn't get embarrassed so easily, but that was a lie. I was embarrassed, but I prevented it from showing.
"Guys, behave yourselves," a slightly older man of about 30 years of age walked in. I'm guessing he's Scott because he gives out the message "I'm the leader" with his tone of voice. I studied his leather jacket and decided that he is the leader of this sack-of-lumpy-dickheads group.
He came over to me and lifted my chin. Our faces were merely inches away from each other's and I can feel his breath on my face.
"Listen, from here on, you will obey us and your precious little life will be saved," he warned.
Shit, I'm not scared or anything, but I feel myself nodding and gulping that knot in my throat. Am I scared? With that said, he eyed me satisfyingly and went back to the front of the jet plane. I'm such a stupid coward! I screamed out loud in my mind, biting my lips really hard to keep the words from slipping.
For the rest of the plane trip, I stared straight ahead. I feel very uncomfortable with two pairs of eyes on me, but I didn't turn to Aidan and Seth, because for the second time in my life, I panicked. Even though my heart is thumping really hard against my chest and is threatening to rip out any second, or that my legs are shaking horribly, or that my head is spinning around and around, I don't want to show my weak side. I know that if I stared into either one of their eyes, I was going to collapse. Still, I won't cry, not because I don't want to, but because I don't know how to. The last time I cried was... that night on June 31, 1996, I remembered clearly.
Sleep drew in and caused my eyelids to grow heavier. Maybe I won't stay awake to see how I'm going to be tortured, I hoped. Right before I fell asleep, I wondered where these thieves were taking me, what they were going to do to me, and when do I get to go home if they don't back up on their words.
Preview:
"You need to clean this shit up because you're the one who brought her home!" Scott roared.
I now stood up from the couch and glanced over at the Asian who returned me with a death glare before I met Scott's hazel eyes.
"What the fuck would marrying her help?" I said as calmly as I could but failed desolately. God, this is fucked up! I'm not even ready to commit to a relationship and get a girlfriend, and now... now I have to marry a woman who refuses to get in bed with me?!
A/N: Um... I personally don't like this chapter as much as I do with the previous three. This chapter is kind of boring in a sense, but you can see that Cho is kind of bizarre. She's in a life-threatening situation and she's cussing out her kidnappers, in an unusual way. What would she do next? Oh what would she do? I wonder if she's going to perform some more outrageous stunts... Gee, I am so weird, I mean I know what's going to happen to her. [evil laughter in the background] Just to clear this up now, this is a Draco/Cho fanfic. Somewhere along the line, Draco will come back and they will run away and get married in Las Vegas and then own a farm full of ponies and have 10 sons and 20 daughters. [more evil laughter in the background] Too bad you don't know what's going to happen to them... You'll find out eventually though, so stay tuned and keep on reading (and reviewing)!
Thanks to all the reviews from the following people: *cho chang*, dancr4eva, Lil-Miz-Chief, animal-gal, JulietCapulet, Dragonsweetie, Cameron, and Jinhee. Without your reviews, I wouldn't be able to find a reason to continue this story. For that, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart! Please keep the reviews coming, I really appreciate when people take the time to review.
A/N: Hey, *cho chang*, I'm really happy that you like my story so much. But guess what? I've got loads of summer assignment I have to catch up on and I have one more week of summer break left. If I do not start doing my work, I will be staying late nights working my behind off. [sigh] Thanks for your reviews! You're probably the most dedicated reader. :) So what I'm saying here is that, well, I will not be online for the entire week and since you said you were going to check on my story everyday (which I am greatly flattered by), I don't want to keep you waiting. So check back in a week or so and I'll have a new chapter up. By the way, thanks for reviewing too, dancr4eva. Even though I will not be online for the next entire week does not mean the readers should not keep on reviewing. Ok, I'm desperate, but at least I admit it! :P
Cho's POV
I opened my eyes slightly, expecting to adjust to the morning light only to find my surrounding pretty dark. Tonight was especially chilly, so I rubbed my arms up and down hoping the friction would warm me up a bit. I closed my eyes again until I realized that my shirt and jeans where soaked. That's weird...
My eyes opened up in shock when I realized what happened last. All I can remember was that I was in the bank, a few people in masks barged in, and then I was in a limo. Shit! I'm kidnapped! Great job Cho, he was about to let you be but you just had to grab onto him. Now look at what kind of situation you're in, I punched myself as I scolded. Now is not the time to put blames on myself, I reasoned.
I studied my surroundings. It was dark, but judging from the little light from the outside, I can see rain. I tried standing up but only collapsed due to the slight tilt of the ground. What the hell? I clumsily moved around to touch the walls and realized how my ears were making popping sounds. A memory of the last time I took a flight to California came to me and I cursed loudly.
"Fucking shit of an ass, where the fuck am I shitting to?" I yelled to no one in particular. (Translation: "Oh god, where the heck am I going?") I paced around when the ground became balanced again and I poked my face at the nearest window and found that it wasn't raining anymore. Ok, at least we're about 50 thousand feet above the air and not to mention above the clouds, now I can calm! Shit, what am I saying?
My mind was now racing with ridiculous ideas of whether I'm going to be ransomed or killed, or maybe both! As I was rapidly walked around the little area I was provided, I kicked my foot into a rather large obstruction. I grabbed onto my toes and cursed some more, damn box! When I became recollected, I observed that I must be in the storage chamber of the passenger airplane? Jet plane? Why the heck would I care? I'm kidnapped and I'm going to be raped and killed.
I can hear it now, all the people I ever became enemies with whispering in front of the TV when the snobby reporter says, "a twenty-four-year-old Asian female was found by Freeway 10, naked. According to the police research, the girl was violated over and over again and was shot in the chest 10 times before she died. About 10 other knife wounds were found all over her body..." God, I can see those assholes' smirks right now. I continuously clicked my tongue as these crazy thoughts ran through my mind. I meant to get rid of that annoying habit of mine when I'm nervous, but at a time like this, I'm not going to bother.
A sudden light beamed into the dark chamber, illuminating most of my surrounding. As I raised my hand to block at the sudden brightness, I thought with dread, Oh god, they're going to rape me now. NO, wait, no! They're not taking me down without a fight! Before my eyes adjusted to the light, I rammed into the person who came in.
"Fuck you, bastard! You're not going to rape me!" I pounded into his stomach as I shouted.
Unfortunately, the ass wipe blocked one of my punches and from there grabbed onto both of my hands to stop the blows I'm giving him. I looked up into pair of gentle hazel eyes that belonged to a man of about six feet two. I could just drown into them. I shook my head violently as I remembered what kind of person I'm dealing with.
"Bastard!" I tried swinging my hands out of his grasp, but not succeeding.
"Calm down," his sweet voice cooed, "we're not going to hurt you. Or rape you if that's what you're worried about." That really did calm me down. But my eyes flamed when I thought if they're not going to hurt me, what the fuck am I doing here? Get me the hell home!
As if reading my mind, he responded, "sorry, but you won't be able to go home for a long while. A whole bank of people now know we kidnapped you and we can't just let you go."
I was about to say something, anything to get me out of this horrid situation. I practiced a speech in my head, trying to put together words that can convince him that I won't tell the police who they are and I'll pretend I didn't know anything. Just when I was going to start speaking, another guy came in. This man was slightly shorter than the other one, he was about six feet, I think.
"Hey, the bitch giving you trouble?" I recognize his voice! He's the dude who grabbed me from the bank. I didn't realize before, but he's got an English accent.
"You!" I pointed to him, with every bit of anger in my voice.
"So the bitch recognizes me, what an honor," he mocked.
"Assfuck! Is bitch all you can say? You better go purchase yourself a dictionary to enhance your vocabulary!" I snapped, entirely forgetting my situation. No one, and I mean no one puts Cho Chang or Autumn Lee down! He walked over to me but was blocked by the man with the hazel eyes.
"Chill, Seth, don't be so sensitive," Seth, eh? How lame... Seth sounds like a name that belongs to a hot guy, and I don't think he's a hot guy. No way in hell. Well, so what if I can't see him because of the dark, but he must be some ugly fat ass hag that can't get any woman. God, I'm lying to myself, his deep voice already shows that he's a young stud. Whatever man, Autumn Lee doesn't fall for hot guys. But Cho Chang does, a voice rang into my head. Shut up! Shut up!
"That whore's crapping me though!" Seth yelled. Whore? Hoh hoh, no one calls me whore! I fucking hate that word. That reminds me too much of the past. I shoved past the guy between Seth and I, and immediately gave him the hardest strike I've given to anyone. Yes, I kneed his crotch. Normally, that's not my style, but I know how much it hurts for a male. God, this is one very good advantage for a lady.
Seth crumpled to the ground covering his crotch with both of his hands. By now, the mutual guy pushed me back away from Seth, fearing that I might continue my act.
"Bitch! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Seth yelled through hard breaths.
Serves you right, ass! I shouted in my mind. Then something snapped and I remembered the reason I was in this ordeal. I pushed the guy blocking me and kicked Seth one time before saying in a warning tone, "hand over the locket."
I regretted saying it immediately after I saw that gleam in his eyes. He winced as he got up and patted his pants to get rid of the dirt hugging his jeans.
"So this is all about a goddamn locket?" He smirked. God, I can't see his smirk, but I can feel the smirk climbing. I could imagine it as he said those words. Fuck man, why is this happening to me?
"You fuck face, hand it over or..."
"I don't think you're in a position to say that," he cut in.
"To hell with that. If you think you could ransom me, I'll tell you now that I don't have money and I don't have any relatives," as those words slipped out of my mouth, I realized that if they see no value in me, then they would kill me. Great, now I know I'll definitely die.
Ignoring me, he turned to his friend, "Aidan, Scott wants to see the girl, now!"
My heart thumped harder against my rib cage as a scary thought sneaked into my little mind. They're going to rape you now, the voice said. I bit my bottom lip to try to stop the shaking. Aidan realized this and put his arms around my shoulder. What's he playing at? He seems almost... sympathetic.
We walked out of the door to a well-illuminated chamber of the jet plane. My curiosity couldn't hold me any longer and I turned my head upwards to study carefully at this "Aidan." He doesn't have hazel eyes, they're green, a fiery green, actually. I must have thought it was hazel because of the dark. Short, spiky coconut brown hair adored his rugged square face that looked every bit manly. I studied the muscles that are tempting to rip his tight black t-shirt and I eyed his loose-fitting black jeans. Realizing that I was checking him out, he turned to me and gave me a heart-warming smile. Man, I'm in a life-threatening situation, and I'm checking someone out!
I gazed over at that man-whore, Seth, and looked him up and down. Ugly was what was coming to my head. Fine! I'm lying, he's hot all the way. Shaggy black hair, pale skin, piercing blue eyes, toned body, everything about him shouts out handsome! I hate the way he walks, the way he holds himself arrogantly makes me sick to the gut. I made a gesture to gag and Aidan eyed me awkwardly before chuckling.
"Hey, what's so funny?" Seth glared at me suspiciously as he made me sit down at one of the seats.
I looked away immediately, not wanting to see his face. Ugh, he pisses me off so badly.
"I asked, what's so funny?" Seth kicked Aidan from across his seat. Aidan dodged and grabbed on me to prevent from falling off the seat. He failed miserably if he was looking for support because I fell down with him. We both landed on the floor in an embarrassing position with me on the top of him and my knees on either side of his crotch. Stupid Seth, on the other hand, was laughing his ass off. I turned back to the man under me and his face turned crimson. He must be shocked to see me not blushing because I could see his green eyes open up in wonderment. I got up putting on a fake smirk, not letting any expression fall on my face. Autumn Lee doesn't get embarrassed so easily, but that was a lie. I was embarrassed, but I prevented it from showing.
"Guys, behave yourselves," a slightly older man of about 30 years of age walked in. I'm guessing he's Scott because he gives out the message "I'm the leader" with his tone of voice. I studied his leather jacket and decided that he is the leader of this sack-of-lumpy-dickheads group.
He came over to me and lifted my chin. Our faces were merely inches away from each other's and I can feel his breath on my face.
"Listen, from here on, you will obey us and your precious little life will be saved," he warned.
Shit, I'm not scared or anything, but I feel myself nodding and gulping that knot in my throat. Am I scared? With that said, he eyed me satisfyingly and went back to the front of the jet plane. I'm such a stupid coward! I screamed out loud in my mind, biting my lips really hard to keep the words from slipping.
For the rest of the plane trip, I stared straight ahead. I feel very uncomfortable with two pairs of eyes on me, but I didn't turn to Aidan and Seth, because for the second time in my life, I panicked. Even though my heart is thumping really hard against my chest and is threatening to rip out any second, or that my legs are shaking horribly, or that my head is spinning around and around, I don't want to show my weak side. I know that if I stared into either one of their eyes, I was going to collapse. Still, I won't cry, not because I don't want to, but because I don't know how to. The last time I cried was... that night on June 31, 1996, I remembered clearly.
Sleep drew in and caused my eyelids to grow heavier. Maybe I won't stay awake to see how I'm going to be tortured, I hoped. Right before I fell asleep, I wondered where these thieves were taking me, what they were going to do to me, and when do I get to go home if they don't back up on their words.
Preview:
"You need to clean this shit up because you're the one who brought her home!" Scott roared.
I now stood up from the couch and glanced over at the Asian who returned me with a death glare before I met Scott's hazel eyes.
"What the fuck would marrying her help?" I said as calmly as I could but failed desolately. God, this is fucked up! I'm not even ready to commit to a relationship and get a girlfriend, and now... now I have to marry a woman who refuses to get in bed with me?!
A/N: Um... I personally don't like this chapter as much as I do with the previous three. This chapter is kind of boring in a sense, but you can see that Cho is kind of bizarre. She's in a life-threatening situation and she's cussing out her kidnappers, in an unusual way. What would she do next? Oh what would she do? I wonder if she's going to perform some more outrageous stunts... Gee, I am so weird, I mean I know what's going to happen to her. [evil laughter in the background] Just to clear this up now, this is a Draco/Cho fanfic. Somewhere along the line, Draco will come back and they will run away and get married in Las Vegas and then own a farm full of ponies and have 10 sons and 20 daughters. [more evil laughter in the background] Too bad you don't know what's going to happen to them... You'll find out eventually though, so stay tuned and keep on reading (and reviewing)!
Thanks to all the reviews from the following people: *cho chang*, dancr4eva, Lil-Miz-Chief, animal-gal, JulietCapulet, Dragonsweetie, Cameron, and Jinhee. Without your reviews, I wouldn't be able to find a reason to continue this story. For that, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart! Please keep the reviews coming, I really appreciate when people take the time to review.