HEY! Long time no update! I am sorry.
But, I did a little research on my name..
That thing was spot on.
Your name of Kristina gives you the ability to be creative along practical lines of endeavour.
Your ideas can be very original and inventive.
You enjoy being with people in a social environment.
Your personal appearance is important to you, for you desire to make a good impression on others.
Your pleasant manner attracts people to you with their problems and you are capable of offering practical advice, though you would probably not follow such advice yourself.
This name causes you to be somewhat too concerned with the personalities, problems, and activities of other people.
You seem positive and decisive and can be outspoken in the expression of your opinions, but you lack the self-confidence needed to follow through with your ideas and plans.
Procrastination is your downfall.
You frequently choose the path of least resistance to avoid your responsibilities.
It is not easy for you to overcome obstacles or face issues.
This name does you an injustice in that it restricts your success in business and personal pursuits through a lack of ambition.
There is a weakness in the fluid functions and in the region of the head resulting in sinus problems, headaches, eye, ear, or throat conditions and related ailments.
Hair loss could also be a problem...(Okay, I lost a little bit of my hair, because I tried to straighten it.. :/)
So Yeah...
Well Here's your new chapter!
My eyes fluttered open, my head is pounding. I look around, then look down, I'm tied up and gagged.
Oh, so this is love? I loosened the ropes around my wrists, and managed to get the gag out of my mouth, but the ropes around my waist, and ankles, were tied tight.
The room is completely empty. My attention turned towards the door, when it creaked open, revealing a blonde with bright blue eyes.
She shuffled over to me, and began untying me.
"Are you okay?"
I nodded. "I'm Cassidy."
"Clara."
She led me out of the dark room, and led me into a room filled with two guys, and another girl, along with Ali, and Demi.
"Does anyone have any idea where we are?"
"Montana, you can tell by the mountain ranges." Ali explained. I nodded and began pacing the room.
Footsteps approached the room, and the door bursted open.
"Who untied her? Who untied you?"
I looked at her, and saw fear in her eyes.
"I untied myself."
He became angry, everything happened so fast, he grabbed a clump of my hair, and threw me into a wall, and his fist struck me in the cheek.
Tears immediately fell down my throbbing cheek, Ali and Demi looked infuriated.
Once Chris saw the damage that was done, he knelt down beside me, and pulled me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry, I just don't want you running away. Okay?" he said, looking me straight in the eye.
I slowly nodded, simply playing along to his sick game.
I noticed his eyes kept flickering to my eyes, then my lips. I slowly yet carefully move farther, and farther away until my back hit a wall.
I saw Alison slowly get up, but then she looked scared, and she made a gun with the shape of her hands.
He has a gun, we can't do anything if we do we end up dead. He pinned me up against the wall, and leaned in closer, he covered my mouth with his, in a deep passionate kiss..
No one has ever kissed me like that. I felt weird, like I actually liked it.
He pulled away,and smirked at me.
He walked towards the middle of the room.
"Okay, I have a few ground rules. No Contacting anyone, Don't try to escape, girls shower together, boys shower separately."
He looked over to me, I felt embarrassed, and bubbly inside.
With that, he left the room.
Alison began checking her pockets, and she took off her shoes, and a small little device fell out, she crushed it with her heel, she reached into her shirt as if she was fixing her bra, and pulled out a Bluetooth, and tapped it in a pattern.
"What are you doing?"
"Shh."
she kept taping, then she clicked the answer button.
she put it to her ear, and waited.
"Brandon, I'm in Montana, guess who I found? Clara."
"Yeah, but the thing is we have only one idea where we are: The western part of Montana, we're closer to the mountains. Do you think you could track this?"
"Okay, I love you too, tell everyone I love them, especially Theresa."
She quickly tucked the Bluetooth away.
The door was opened gently
"Clara,could you come here?" Chris asked.
Ali shook her head, I sent her a look
I followed Chris out the room, and downstairs into a dining room.
"What about everyone else?" i asked.
"What do you mean?"
"They need to eat too."
He sighed, and carried a tray of food upstairs, and quickly returned.
I began eating the food, and we sat in complete silence.
"Do you love me?" he asked, breaking the ice.
"N-no."
"Why Not?" He yelled.
"You can't force love on someone, no matter how hard you try."
"That's not how you reacted earlier with the kiss."
"Y-You kissed me."
"And you kissed back." he replied with a smirk.
I felt my face warm up. "Its because no one has ever treated you with such passion and love."
He slowly got up, and walked towards my end of the table, I quickly got onto my feet, and backed away, until I hit the wall.
"It was just my mind playing tricks on me." I objected.
"You know more than that, and I'll prove it to you."
He cupped my cheek, and leaned in. I tried to wander away, but he blocked my way.
"Please, don't." He didn't listen. He crashed his lips to mine.
My stomach flipped, my heart began pounding. I pushed him away. "Stop it."
He still wouldn't listen. He tried to kiss me.
"Stop it!"
"What's your deal?"
He tried to kiss me again, on reflex, I slapped him.
He got angry, and pushed me into the buffet table stacked with plates, i fell onto the ground, with all the plates falling on me.
"What's you problem? I'm trying to give you love, and appreciation, and this is how you treat me?"
I stood back up, and wobbled a bit.
His fist struck me on the cheek, and my stomach. I fell to my knees, and held my stomach, and let out a wheeze.
He tried to help me up.
"DON'T...touch me."
"But-"
"Stay away!" I stood up, and ran back upstairs.
"Ali, Demi. Can I speak to you guys alone?"
They followed me into the hallway.
"What's wrong? What did he do?"
"Its not important right now. I feel weird around him, but at the same time I hate him."
"Oh my- You like him!" Demi whispered.
"What? No, I don't."
"Yes, you do. You like him only because he kissed you, and you've never felt so loved before, but he's bad for you. Those bruises are your evidence." Ali said.
"We have to leave before this gets out of hand. Do you think you can handle it?"
I nodded. Oh, I hope so.
Well, there it is! I hope you like it.
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