Chapter Two
Dameon's P.O.V.
It seemed what to be hours later… when I noticed that I was in a dimly lit room. Well, that wasn't the only thing dimly lit in this room.
I tried to talk, but a cloth muffled my words. My kidnapper removed the cloth, and allowed me to speak.
"What the hell did you do this for, Orton?" I snapped.
It was true, my creepy stalker, Randy Keith Orton, had kidnapped me. You know, I should be surprised, and yet, somehow… I'm really not.
"Aw, I just can't have you running every time I try talking to you. Alright then, cutie?" Randy had this dirty little smirk.
"No, that's not okay!!" I cried out.
"Not long from now… I can decided what to do with you." Randy smiled lustfully.
Hm… Let me think… Rape. Ewwwww… I thought with a grimace. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit…
Roxy's P.O.V
Jeff got me to stop crying long enough to tell him what was wrong—Of course I still sobbed at the thought.
"Wow, really? Keith never struck me as a man that would cheat. I mean, why would he when he has you." Jeff smiled—then it died when he realized that what he had said sounded as if he were flirting with me.
"Er…" I looked around, as if I didn't hear what he just said.
"Yeah—sooooo…" I carried on. "Yeah… so… I'm gonna go now… BYE!"
I zoomed off in the other direction, leaving Jeff looking dumbfounded.