I wake up to the sound of voices shouting, or more like talking in raised voices, and my eyes immediately flickers to the digital clock on the bedside table.

09:28 AM.

I want to get up, but I feel Nick's arms around my waist in a slack grip. If I move, I wake him up, if I don't move, I have to stay in his arms.

When did my life turn into this? My problems changing from not understanding the algebra homework to contemplating whether or not I should get out off a bed I'm sharing with Nick.

Oh, yeah I just remembered. Since Peter stabbed me in the back and I got kidnapped.

As you see, I'm still not over Peter's betrayal but still I did him a favor yesterday.

I still gave Nick a promise and honestly? I'm terrified of what I've got myself into, and what scares me the most is that Nick hasn't said anything more about it.

After the dinner yesterday, we'd gone back to his room but he'd remained silent with only a smirk playing on his lips.

His silence scares me because I know he's mad, furious even, because I lied. But still he hasn't done anything, but I'm just waiting for him to explode. I know he hasn't forgiven me, I know he might burst out on me as soon as I make a wrong move.

He's a ticking time bomb, and might as well explode any second.

That's also the reason to why I decide to stay in bed, even though my brain yells at me to move, because I don't want to anger him, not now.

Does he scare me? Sadly, yes.

Do I like being this close to him? No.

Do I want to get the hell away from him? Absolutely.

Can I do as I want? Nope.

Being kidnapped sucks, being stabbed in the back sucks, not being able to do what you want sucks. Right now, my life sucks, but I won't give up. If you're at the bottom you can only climb higher, right?

"Mhmm", Nick mumbles beside me, and I turn my head slightly to look at him. He is about to wake up, and as he starts moving around a bit his eyes flickers open.

"Good morning, gorgeous", he says in a raspy morning voice and I scoff in response.

"C'mon", he purrs in my ear, "caring enough to give me a morning kiss?"

He tightens his arms around my waist as he said so, pulling me even closer to his bare chest.

"Not really...", I trail off and I feel his chest vibrate as he chuckles.

"It wasn't really an offer you could deny."

With those words, he turns me around and presses his lips onto mine before I have time to do anything - before I have time to react. I don't kiss back, no way, and Nick seems to notice and the kiss turns from soft to hard, more demanding and harsh.

As he licks my bottom lip, asking for entrance, I use all my strength to push him off of me, and his lips separate from mine.

"Why?", I whine like a little kid, "I didn't say or do anything wrong!"

"No, you didn't", Nick says in a soft voice and brings me back into his arms, "but you just look too damn adorable I couldn't stop myself."

I feel my cheeks becoming heated and I'm actually glad that I'm facing his chest right now because I don't want him to see me blush. In fact, I don't want to blush at all. This was the first time he said something you can associate with cute, but then I remember; nothing's cute with Nick.

"We better get up now, gorgeous. We got a long day in front of us."

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion even though he can't see.

"Doing what?", I mutter into his chest, "playing video games?"

He chuckles again and pulls me back a bit so that my face is facing his.

"No", he smiles, "you, my princess, are going to hang out with Danny, Vince, and Will today. Oh, and their girls."

I'm still looking like a question mark and I bit my bottom lip as I'm contemplating whether or not to ask him why. I decide to do it.

"Why? Why with them? And who is Danny? And what are you going to do? And why the new pet name?" Dealing with one possessive, maniac kidnapper is one thing, but dealing with three? I don't know how I will handle it. And seriously? Doesn't he think one awful pet name is enough?

"Aw", Nick teases, "you want me to be there with you, how sweet. And for your other questions, Danny is just one of 'us', I wanted to try out a new pet name but don't worry, I definitely going to stick with gorgeous, and I'm not going to be with you today because I'm going out on a ... field trip."

I eye him suspiciously. "What kind of field trip?"

"Nothing special", he shrugs, "don't worry about me, gorgeous. You're going to be busy enough worrying about yourself."I open my mouth to ask him what he means, but he puts a finger to my lips to hush me.

"Just go and get ready."

An hour later, I'm standing in Nick's room again with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Nu-uh, I'm not going to wear that", I protest and shakes my head.

We've just got back from the breakfast and Nick is holding a pair of clothes for me to take and change into, but I refuse.

"You can barely call that for shorts", I point out", and that's just a sports bra. At least give me decent clothes of I have to be stuck with three hooligans for the day."

Nick groans in frustration and runs a hand through his hair.

"C'mon, do you have to be this difficult?"

I raise my eyebrows at him. "Yes, I do."

He let his hand fall from his hair and his facial expression suddenly changes, and not for the better. Uh oh.

"I don't like your attitude, don't you remember the rules?", he says and speaks painfully slow. I feel my cheeks heat and I stumble as I search for the right words.

"I-I'm... Y-you..."

"What did you say?", he jeers, placing his hand behind his ear as if he couldn't hear me.

I bit my lips to prevent myself from giving a witty comeback.

"Huh?"

"Nothing", I mutter and his lips curls upwards in a sneer.

"That's what I thought, now go and put this on."

Reluctantly, I take the revealing clothes and lock myself in the bathroom.

I quickly change and takes a skeptical look in the mirror and immediately shakes my head, causing my hair to dance around my face.

No way I'm wearing this.

I search around the room as Nick pounds on the door, telling me to hurry up, and my eyes land on the hamper.

I dig it through, even though it might be disgusting, until I find a big shirt with a print of the reaper on it.

This will do, I tell myself with a shrug and put it over my 'clothes'.

"What the hell?" Nick shouts as I step out, "you really never give up, huh?"

I shrug in response, not wanting to anger him by saying something.

"Whatever", he mutters after a while, "but just this one time because I won't be here, got it?"

I give him a small nod, and he grabs my arm and drags my out of the room, through a corridor into another until we stop in front of a door, which I haven't set my foot inside.

As he opens it, he pushes me in before slamming it shut behind me and I realize he didn't follow. He left me, and I slowly turn my face to the rest of the room and six pairs of eyes are staring at me.

I realize I'm in a gym room and I recognize two of the girls as Amy, who I've seen before, and the girl who's in the year above me, I can't remember her name.

Will, the one who sprained my ankle, has his arms around Amy, who's looking terrified, and the other girl I recognize stand with the arms of a brown haired, brown eyed guy around her. The last girl, who I don't know, has blonde, shoulder-length hair and big green eyes widened in fear and, of course, Vince's arm around her waist.

"Okay", Vince speaks up and pushes the girl away from him, under other circumstances it would've looked funny, but now it didn't.

"Since everyone's here now, we should get started", Vince continues with a smirk, "We, Danny, Will and I, are going to see what you girls got. We're going to check your fighting skills, strength, and stamina. And you girls ain't gonna stop until we tell you to. Got it?"

I see the three other girls nod as I just stay on my ground, and Vince looks at me with raised eyebrows. He takes a few steps closer until he is standing right in front of me, our faces inches apart.

"Did you not hear me?" he groans, clearly annoyed, "I said, got it?"

I don't want him to get the pleasure to see my fear, so I hide in and stare him right in the eyes.

"Yes", I say sternly, "I got it. I'm not deaf."

"She got quite an attitude", the brown haired and brown eyed guy chuckles from behind Vince, who turns around with anger showing in his blue-grey eyes.

"Shut up, Danny", he spits and turns his gaze back at me. "We're going to start with the fighting, and you're up first."

I keep my head high, even though his words increased my fear, and I even curl up my lips into a small smirk.

"And whose ass am I going to kick?"

Now, Vince smiles crookedly. "You're going to race against me, but sorry to break it to you, hun, but you're the one who's going to get your ass kicked."

I gulp, feeling my confidence wash off of me.

I'm going to get my ass kicked.