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Chapter 2 || Bleediy bleep bleep bleep

Bleepidy bleep bleep bleep.

I feel that since there are young girls reading this, that maybe I should censor my mouth? Oh hell who really cares. I mean six year old are using the F word on a regular basis now. Guess a bunch of thirteen year olds don't need to be censored anymore...

Blah whatever.

At the moment I was being faced with a very scary situation guys. Like mind bogglingly scary. Like there is a scary guy staring me down. Like my brother in law was screaming in the screen of my iPhone. Like I think I am going to die. Girls this crap is scary.

I quickly clicked the end button on my screen, ending mine and Noah's facetime. I quickly stuffed my phone under my bum and looked back up at the dude, taking a big gulp. Looking at the guy staring down at me.

I think I am 4 seconds away from being killed.

The car was parked on the side of the road.

We were in the middle of nowhere.

And he was staring at me like I just killed his baby sister.

I was going to die.

Yup, this was the end guys. I guess my story has already done. So long bitches, it was nice knowing you.

"So...? How is this going to go. Am I going to have to dig my own grave? Or are you going to strangle me, cook me up, and eat me like any junior Albert Fish? Of course that wouldn't really fit his, or your, MO, since like he killed children. But then again I could be considered a child yet, I mean I'm only eighteen so..."

Instead of the angered look that was so prominent on his face before there was merely a look of confusion.

"Or are you like Ted Bundy? Of course you really didn't seduce me to come with you, you more like bit my neck and took me against my will, plus you're not really charismatic.... so.... But yeah, you totally have the cannibalistic tendencies of Albert Fish." I stopped talking for a bit and looked out the window, then I regarded him "yeah I think I am going with the Albert Fish theory." I said.

The confused look remained on his face, "Who the hell is Albert Fish?"

I gave him the look.

All you girls know what the look is, the look that we give every person we know when they don't know something, or in this case someone that is very famous. The blank stare, raised eyebrow. Yeah you all know what I am talking about.

"Don't look at me like that" I heard him growl.

I rolled my eyes "Whatever, if you are going to kill me, I am not going to give you the honour of understanding my ramblings." I crossed my arms over my chest.

He growled again, his look was not of confusion any longer, it was back at the angry point. Yay! Okay maybe that wasn't the right word, probably more like crap.

crap.

crap.

crap.

crap.

crap I was totally going to die now.

"So... how is this going to go?" I asked staring at the dude in front of me.

He clenched his jaw, then turned to the front, didn't even answer me, just started the car back up and started driving again.

Well I guess a part of his torture was the anticipation.

I was going with the assumption that he was a young Albert Fish, he was probably going to take me to an old cabin in the woods, where he would strip naked, beat me to a pulp, cook me up, and then eat me.

Of course after he spent the rest of the week eating my flesh he would compose a letter to my parents telling them how he prepared, and tasted his thanksgiving dinner.

I never really thought I would go this way. I mean drowning? yes. Cancer? yes. Falling down the stairs and banging my head, totally and completely.

Being eaten? Never would have thought.

Of course how many people actually think about their inevitable end? Not many that I know of.

I just wish he would get it done and over with. I really didn't have time for this shit. I really didn't. So like what was the hold up? We were in the middle of nowhere, no one around. This was quite literally the most ideal place for him to commit his crime.

I sighed and got up from the car floor and sat down on the back seat. At least I wasn't tied up.

I saw my phone lay on the floor by my feet, I could still use it, he hadn't taken it away.

This guy must not be used to kidnapping teenage girls. But I mean I thought at least an amature would be able to do better than this.

I bent over and picked up my phone, I was about to text Nathan when the car pulled to the side of the road, and the guy turned around again.

"I almost forgot" the dude held out his hand. "Phone."

I let out a huff and slapped my cell phone into his hand. "Happy?" I gave him a sarcastic tight lipped smile.

"Very" he grumbled, starting the car again and driving down the road.

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I didn't sleep for the rest of the car ride, how could any sane person sleep?

Things were kind of starting to settle into my brain now.

I was freaking going to die, whether it be Albert Fish style or Ted Bundy, or maybe this dude had a style of his own. I was freaking going to die!

I was way too young for this! I mean seriously! I mean I haven't finished school, I haven't married Dylan O'brien, and I mean we still haven't had our adorable kids yet. I mean seriously, our kids would be freaking adorable. You have to admit.

I was too young to die!!!

I was staring out the window of the car, I wasn't seeing anything. Like literally I wasn't. I mean I didn't even see the like humongous house that sat in front of the car. I hadn't even realized that the car had stopped for goodness sakes! Yeesh!

The door opened and I got a breath of fresh air. Finally! The dude that drove the car stood right outside.

"Get out," was all he said.

I rolled my eyes, and got up from my seat. Hey I know you all probably think that I should be defying him or something. But the dude was freaking huge, no way that I was going to do that.

I looked up at the mansion in front of me, and then looked at the dude "I would have thought you would have brought me somewhere less.... elegant, to perform my demise."

"For fucks sake, I'm not going to kill you".

I cringed at his language. "Well you bit me, so what am I supposed to think?" I said to him.

"Look I didn't bite you, that was someone else, he'll be here later." he said.

Oh great, so now I had to wait even longer to get this over with. I actually had to wait for my killer to arrive here. Lovely, it was just ever so lovely.

He looked behind at me "Are you coming?" I looked around me. I could just run off.

"Don't even think about it, there are eyes everywhere, there is no chance of getting out of here. Trust me."

I looked at him with raised eyebrows. "You realize you left me with my cell phone for a majority of the ride here right? Why the hell do you think I should believe that you have an actual full security plan set up? I mean you didn't stop me from calling my friend. You seem to be very.. forgetful." I said.

His eyes got really dark at that point "That was a mistake, you won't get out."

I rolled my eyes, "sure I won't" I mumbled under my breath.

He whipped his head around at me "I heard that, now come, or I will make you."

I rolled my eyes and started walking after him up the white porch steps.

Apparently i was walking too slowly because he grabbed my arm and started draging me around the house. Suddenly I ended up in a room, the door shut, and I heard a the lock of the door click.

Well this was just awesome.

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I was stuck in the room for like a week.

I missed thanksgiving dinner.

I missed the due date for an english paper due on tuesday.

I missed my big psychology test that was on thursday.

My GPA was definitely suffering because of this. Something i most definitely could not afford. I mean, I have to pay for my school, there is no way that i could just fail one or two of my courses, I had to do well in them.

But there was nothing I could do. Because I was stuck. In a bedroom. That I had ransacked. That I had tried to get of, that I completely and totally ruined.

Hey if he was going to ruin my grade then i was going to ruin one of his room.

And besides, what was I supposed to do? There was nothing else to do in this hell hole.

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I was playing with the feathers that were laying around on the bed, of course the pillows were made with actual feather, which made them all the more fun to ruin. They were all over the room now.

So yeah, I was playing with the feathers, waiting around for my meal to come. That was the only exciting thing that happened through the day. The one thing that i actually looked forward too. I mean it was really the only social interaction I had, the only thing that kept me just a little, tiny bit sane.

I just wish tha-

The door banged open and someone came running into the room.

I looked up and I knew instantly that this was the guy.

This was the guy that made me come here.

This was the guy that made me miss thanksgiving.

This was the guy that is ruining my GPA at the very moment.

This was the guy that bit me.

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