Here chapter two. Enjoy!
"I think we should get to know each other." Jacob said.
We were eating dinner, which was steak and vegetables, in Jacob's dining room. After the whole him-seeing-me-naked thing I haven't talked to him all day. I give him the occasional death glare whenever he came in my room to check on me but he would say it looked cute so now I just settle for ignoring him and not looking at him at all.
Before Jacob made me dinner he said I was free to look around his apartment. I walked around and there were about six guest rooms and four bathroom. Just to have some fun I walked in Jacob's master bedroom and it was huge. He had a king size bed and a red silk bed set. The walls of his room was the same dark red as his bed. He had a balcony too that over looked Seattle
Jacob told me he bought me in Seattle so the people that kidnapped me auctioned me off there.
"I don't want to know you." I said but I kinda did want to know about him.
"Come on. We both know your going to be here for a while so lets get to know each other. You can even ask me the questions first."
"Fine. How old are you?"
"Twenty six."
"Were you born and raised in Seattle?"
"No I was born and raised on a reservation named La Push with my two older sisters and my dad. My mom died when I was younger so I don't really remember her that much. Anyway, after I graduated high school there I went to college in Seattle for mechanics. After that I opened up J.B mechanics, my own shop. The place became so popular because it had the lowest prices compared to others. So then my business grew to other places in America. And I own them all. I even own a few in Europe and South America too." He said with a smug smirk.
Damn. I never would have thought Jacob was the owner of J.B mechanics. Charlie went there all the time because of the low prices and he never really had that much money. There was one by the station he worked at that he went to if he ever had a flat tire or the engine wouldn't start on the police cruiser he owned for work.
"I want to know about what happened at the auction." I said when I'm done with my steak and veggies and cross my arms over my chest.
He sighed. "I already told you."
"I want specifics." I growl.
He didn't say anything. Just stared at me with a glint in his eyes that I haven't seen before.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"God your sexy when you growl." he growled back.
"Just answer the damn question!" I yell at him, getting frustrated. But even though I was pissed, his compliment made me blush.
"Alright. Well it was yesterday that I went. A friend told me about it. They mostly sell prostitutes for a quick lay or some are sold as sex slaves for business men with wives that don't really satisfy them. I didn't really go there to buy some one. I hadn't got laid in a while so I just went for a quick release and leave. But when I got there they had already started. And when I looked to see what they were selling I saw you." He gave me a quick smile before continuing.
"You had those dirty clothes on and you were asleep on a couch. Even through you looked like a mess I saw how beautiful you were underneath. And so did a lot of the old men there. They all wanted you. Some went to thousands and then went to millions. And right before a old fat, bald guy that went up to forty million could have you I couldn't stop myself and yell fifty million. And that was the highest price ever at that auction. And that's how all this happened." He finished with a triumphant grin on his face.
I was stunned. So I was kidnapped and sold as a sex slave. But Jacob didn't really force me to do anything. But I could be speaking to soon. I mean this is my first day here. He could be acting nice now but soon he'll rape me in my sleep or something.
"Did you ever get your quick lay?" I couldn't really think of anything else to ask.
I look over at him and see that his face is darker than normal. Was he blushing?
"Um...not really. After I took you clothes off it took all my will power not to just fuck you then and there so I just took care of myself. If you know what I mean." he looked embarrassed about telling me that.
"Okay, your turn. What's your name?" he asked.
"Renesmee." I answered.
"That's an unusual name. How'd you get it."
"It's an amalgamation of both my grandmothers. My grandma Renee and grandma Esme."
"Amal...what?" he said with eyebrow furrowed together in confusion.
I chuckled a little at his expression. "An amalgamation is a combination of two words turned into one, well in my case two names made into one."
He nodded taking a sip of his red wine.
"How old are you?" he questioned.
"You would probably just want to know my age to see if I'm legal." I mumble under my breath so he wouldn't hear me.
"What?"
"I said I'm eighteen."
"Oh." he looked lost in thought and a little relieved. I new this rich perv wanted to get in my pants. Yeah 'I'm not going to make you a sex slave' my ass.
"When's your birthday?" he asked.
"September tenth." I said simply.
"Really? That's only a month away. I should start looking for a present." he said with a small smile.
"When's yours?"
"January fourteenth."
After that it was uncomfortable silent for a few minutes. Until Jacob breaks it.
"How about I clean these and we can watch a movie or something. Sound good?" he said while taking mine and his plate and walking into the kitchen.
That was weird. Jacob told me about his whole life but he never asked me any personal questions except my name, age, and birthday. I wonder if he didn't ask because he's giving me time to get to trust him before he asks more questions. Or maybe I'm just thinking things.
I get up and walked into the living room. Jacob's living room had a black leather couch and a matching black love seat next to it. The walls were a creamy beige and he had a black entertainment stand stacked with DVD's. Not only that but the guy own a sixty inch plasma TV.
I was looking through the huge stack of DVD's until I saw one that caught my eye. Homeward Bound. Damn it. I love Homeward Bound. My parents got me the movie and watched it every Saturday night when I was seven, we called it out movie nights. My parents got sick of it after awhile but I never did. But then again I was a kid and nothing got old to me. After my parents died I never watched that movie again. I know it's stupid to get depressed about a movie with animals but that movie is probably the only memory I have of my family since all the other reminders I either sold or were taken away from me.
"Did you find a movie?" Jacob asked when he walked into the living room.
I was about to say yeah but I decided against it and said no. After the breakfast thing I don't think I can take anymore painful reminders of the past.
I continued to look through the stack and got fed up and picked one without looking at the title and put it in the DVD player.
"The Exorcist?" Jacob asks when I fast forward through the opening previews.
I shrug and play the movie. Jacob was sitting on the right side of the couch so I sit on the left side, sitting as far away from him as possible.
When the movie starts for a couple minutes before Jacob asks, "This movie might be a little to scary for you. You should come a little closer. I'll protect you." he said with a grin holding out left arm for me to cuddle under.
But I narrow my eyes at him. "I think I'll live."
He looked hurt for a second before looking back at the movie and dropped his arm.
I almost felt bad. Jacob was nice to me all day. He made me breakfast, lunch, and dinner and showed me around his house. Also he didn't try anything either. He didn't try to have sex with me and he didn't even touch me since this morning when I cried on his shoulder. He was a perfect gentleman. But I wonder if it's all an act. I guess I'll find out soon since I already know that I'm never going to get out of here.
Through the rest of the movie I wasn't that scared. I've seen a hell of a lot more horrendous things on the streets than I did in this movie.
"Can I take a shower?" I ask Jacob when the ending credits start rolling up on the screen.
"Sure, sure. You don't have to ask me you know. This is your home now. You can do whatever you want." He said taking the movie out of the DVD player and putting it back in it's case.
"Yeah except leave." I mutter.
"Ah...that's where your wrong. I am letting you leave." he said smugly.
"What?" He's actually letting me go?
"I called one of my assistants this afternoon while you were eating lunch and asked her to come over tomorrow so you can go shopping with her for clothes while I'm at work. I don't think you want to were my clothes forever even though you look hot in them."
"Okay, first I'm not going out shopping in a shirt five times my size and a pair of boxer that I have to pull up every two minutes, second one of your assistants? How many do you have?, and third what part of I have no money do you not understand."
"I know your not going to go shopping in my clothes that's why I asked Leah to bring some of her's, she's about your size. And I have about three assistants. I'm a busy man with a busy schedule and one person can't handle all my baggage. Also I know you don't have any money that's why I'm lending you a credit card to buy whatever you need or want."
I was shocked. He's just going to give me a credit card to buy whatever? Hell I could buy a million dollars of shit and he would have to pay for it. It sounds pretty sweet but I'm stubborn and I can't except something like that even though I'm poor. Even on the street when I asked people for spare change that's all I really wanted. Just some pennies, dimes, and nickels. But when people gave me fives, tens, or twenty dollar bills I would give it back to them. I didn't want people's hard earned money while I was just sitting on the concrete begging for money. Stupid I know but I'm not greedy like that to just take someone's money without giving something else back when I had nothing.
"I can't take your credit card and just buy whatever I want." I protested.
"Why not? I'm paying for it so you don't have to worry about the money." he objected.
"I know that's the problem. I can't take your money like that especially after all the things you've done for me. And I don't have anything to repay you with."
He closed his eyes and sighed. He walked over to me and pulled me in his arms. I was stunned for a second then I gradually wrapped my arms around his waist and clung to him.
"Renesmee, what's mine is yours now. My money is your money. Don't worry about repaying me. Your repaying me enough by being here with me right now." he whispered softly.
"But..." he continued. "If you really want to repay me there are other ways too." Then I felt his one of his hands slid down my back and grab one of my ass cheeks and gave it a squeeze.
I gasped and pushed him off me. Then I slapped him across the face.
"You son of a bitch! Just when I thought you were a nice guy you do something like that! I guess you just proved me wrong." I pushed past him and walked down the hall to one of the bathrooms to take a shower.
"Renesmee wait!" I heard him yell behind me and run toward me. But I go into the bathroom closest to me and shut and lock the door.
"Renesmee I'm sorry!" he continued to yell through the door.
"Go to hell!" I yell back.
"Come on! Open the door! Please!"
But I ignored him and took my shower. After a few more bangs on the door and pleas to let him in, Jacob finally took the hint and gave up.
When I was done I took a towel from the rack on the wall and wrapped it around my waist. I unlocked and open the door. I looked down both ends of the hallway. When the coast was clear I walked to my bedroom and found another huge tee shirt and boxers laid out on the bed. I put them on and climbed into bed and fell a sleep.
A/N: Thanks for all the review! Tell me what you guys think of this chapter! Review! Oh and Homeward Bound was my favorite movie as a kid that's why I put that it. Just to let you know.