Third Person Point Of View

"Fuck me, are you beautiful," Arlan whispered under his breath, sliding his T-shirt off Aurora's arms.

Aurora was only in her baby blue bra on the foot of his bed as his finger traced the lacy balconette line of her bra. He caressed both his hands up and down her arms, kissing her mouth softly.

She turned away from the unwanted attention and he took the opportunity to kiss her shoulder and crook of her neck, moving her hair, groaning in satisfaction. He craved her soft skin and sweet blueberry smell all day.

She, on the other hand, despised his touch, especially in a sexual sense. She was so inexperienced and every kiss and touch felt foreign and so, so wrong, especially being that she was being held captive and hated Arlan with every ounce of her being.

"Arlan, I really want some alone time," Aurora whispered.

"Well fuck," He mumbled in a grunt, "you were at school all fucking day, what was that?"

She couldn't counter that- she had been away from him all day. But it wasn't enough. She wanted to be away from him forever.

"And who's paying this college tuition, huh?" Arlan rasped deeply in her ear, squeezing her ass with his hand. "Who?"

"Ow," Aurora yelped, attempting to twist away. "Stop it, you're too rough with me," she whimpered in pain. "My bottom still hurts."

He rolled his eyes.

"Rough? Darling usually I leave my partners covered in blue, this is being modest. Stop being overdramatic. You know why you're so moody all the time? Because you've never came. Once you come, you'll stop being an ungrateful brat," He squeezed the soft flesh under her thigh.

"What does that mean? Come where?" Her brows scrunched together as she squirmed, unsure where he wanted her to go.

He squeezed the dip into her thigh and exhaled, her innocence turning him on.

"Forget it, baby love."

"I wanted to ask...can I go over to Hadley's house tomorrow?"

He intertwined a lock of hair in his finger and soothingly played with it, as she sat in anticipation waiting.

"But why should I let you go? What have you done to deserve it? You've been acting ungrateful."

"I-I'm sorry, I'm really grateful Arlan. I just really want to form friendships. I never had any and it's always been really lonely. I like Hadley, I want to spend time with her outside of school."

"I can make you feel a little less lonely," He said, leaning to kiss her jaw.

"Arlan, no, please, I'm,"-

"Tired?" He finished her sentence.

He groaned and lifted his weight off her, throwing her T-shirt back to her.

"Yeah, that's what it always is," He mumbled in annoyance.

With his back to her, he rubbed his stubbled jaw as she quickly pulled his t shirt over her body.

"Aurora, I've been accommodating and patient and nothing but the best and I can't help feeling like you're not even slightly trying to get comfortable around me."

'I am kidnapped for God sakes! And you spanked me this morning!' She screamed in her mind, wishing she could scream it out loud.

"Aren't I worth more than just sex?" She breathed out, feeling degraded in front of him.

"What?" He spun around suddenly and looked at her in disbelief. "Of course! But you could start eating dinner with me, holding me while we sleep? Acknowledging me? Not act like you hate being around me?"

I do, she thought to herself, I hate you so much, more than I've ever hated anyone or anything.

"Okay," She whispered. "If you let me hang out with Hadley, I'll start doing those things. I'll be more comfortable around you."

He still looked unsure, his eyes clouded with paranoia.

"You said you wanted me to make friends. Why are you so worried?

He rolled his jaw and rubbed his beard back and forth, on edge.

"You're being paranoid. Im not going to tell anyone," Aurora quickly affirmed.

He looked to her pointedly.

"And how do I trust you after you disobeyed me last night?"

"Well, I've been in school for almost a week now, and I've never once tried to escape. I've always come to your car."

Though his face remained rigid and jaw still locked, he replied:

"I did tell you to prove me wrong and make a friend..."

"Yeah, and I'm actually happy in college now, more confident to meet people who think the way I think, and have the same interests I do. For the first time in my now 18 years of life, I'm connecting with people. Specifically Hadley. And it'd mean the world to go hang out with her."

Arlan sighed, coming towards Aurora and rubbing the top of her thighs softly with his ring-covered hands.

"Alright," he laid the side of his head across her thighs.

"You can hang out with Hadley. But no boys."

Beck came into Aurora's mind and she tensed up. She knew he'd be there because he lives there. Technically that didn't count, because she wasn't specifically going out and hanging out with a boy. But she knew if Arlan knew a boy lived there, he'd say no. And if he were to some how find out, she'd be in so much trouble, definitely not allowed to hangout with Hadley again, or maybe even go to college again.

"Ok," she nodded, agreeing. "No boys, just Hadley. Friday night."

"I'll take ya over there."

"No need, Hadley has a car," Aurora said quickly.

Arlan sighed, getting up and growing nervous, rubbing his beard again.

"Arlan, how can you tell me to start trusting you and being comfortable around you if you won't trust me?"

He said nothing, and Aurora felt her headache coming back. She realized she hadn't drank any water since she got her bottle back, and she unzipped her backpack from the floor. Never minding the off-white color of the drink, she unscrewed the cap and chugged nearly half the bottle. Setting it back in her backpack and zipping it up, Arlan turned to face her, sighing deeply and dramatically.

He nodded in agreeance, taking her hands and swinging them slightly.

"You're right," he looked at her sincerely. "She can drive you there. But give me the address, cause I'll be picking you up."

Aurora's body froze. Fuck. He couldn't pick her up, what if he saw Beck?! Should she just be honest now?

"There's no need, really, she can take me home, too. And besides, I wanna listen to girl music and be in a car that doesn't smell like cigarettes for once," She tried to play it off as a joke, scrunching up her nose but he was not amused.

"Aurora, I'm picking you up, that's final."

She fell into seriousness now at his tone, feeling fearful. What if he saw Beck there and got angry? What if he got violent?

"Forget it," Aurora said softly. "I don't wanna go."

"What?" Arlan questioned in confusion and disbelief. "Aurora."

It was silent for a bit. Arlan inhaled shakily and exhaled slowly.

"Alright," he grimly bit the word out between his teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose. He spoke very carefully.

"I want you to have this, I want you to be happy. Hadley can take you home. You can even sleepover, if you want."

Aurora's heart filled up and her eyes brightened.

Yet, a part of her was still on edge. Arlan was in a mafia, they could easily find Hadley's house should they decide to spy. It was still a risk. Was it one she was going to take?

"Okay," Aurora smiled, nodding. "Thank you. I'll go."

Guess it was.