Before I was taken away from Maggie side I looked at Blaine with pure hate. "If you touch Brooke I swear I will come and hunt you down, tare your legs apart and kill your ass painfully and slowly."

  As Maggie spoke, Blaine tightened his hands around me. He lets out a fake low chuckle. "I would like to see you try rogue."

  Tears began to form in my eyes. "Maggie." I tried to get loose of his hands over my waist but he was too strong.

  "Stay strong Brooke."

  Chapter 5

  Recap:

  Before I was taken away from Maggie side I looked at Blaine with pure hate. "If you touch Brooke I swear I will come and hunt you down, tare your legs apart and kill your ass painfully and slowly."

  As Maggie spoke, Blaine tightened his hands around me. He letted out a fake low chuckle. "I would like to see you try rogue."

  Tears began to form in my eyes. "Maggie." I tried to get loose of his hands over my waist but he was too strong.

  "Stay strong Brooke."

  -

  It's been two days since I have seen Maggie. I haven't stopped crying since. I miss her. For the past two day I never even bother to leave. I wasn't going until I had Maggie with me.

  "Please eat Brooke." Blaine pulled a plate of pancakes in my lap. He looked at me with worry eyes. He could keep on looking at me all he wants. I wasn't going to eat until I see Maggie. Throwing the plate on the ground I looked at my knees.

  "Brooke don't be like that babe. You haven't eaten since our trip. You’re scaring me Brooke, please eat."

  I blankly look at him, then turning all my attention back down at my knees again.

  "What is it going to take for you to eat?"

  Running his hand through his hair he sighs. Squatting down he try to look at me, but my face was covered up by my hair. Moving my hair I was still looking at my lap. Using his right hand he tilts my head making me look at him. His eyes were filled concern.

  "Babe please talk to me. Tell me what you want and I will gladly give it to you, anything at all. "

  "Let me see Maggie."

  "I'm sorry but that is something I can't do-."

  I cut him off. "You said anything right. That is what I want. I want to see Maggie." Sighing again, he stands up.

  He slowly went into his dresser draw and pulled out a blindfold. Raising my eyebrow I watch as he walked to me.

  "What are you doing with that blindfold?" My heart rate started to accelerate. Was he going to rape me or even worse kill me? Moving away from him each time he came closer.

  Getting in a fighting position I stud my ground. "Stay away from me." I didn’t even know how to fight if it comes to the point where I have to. I could always learn now.

  "I’m not going to hurt you babe. If you want to see that rouge then you need to put these on."

  Taking it from him i wrapped it around my eyes tying it in the back.

  We walked a while until he stopped. Hearing him talk to a man in a black suit just like the ones that where outside. The man glanced at me then turned his head to the door giving us access to go in, the lights where faint and her cell is standing in front of me. Inside of it was Maggie. Her face was covered in dried up blood and she looked so pale. Tears started to form into my eyes seeing her in such a way. When i walked closer to the cell bars my hand was tugged causing me to stop in my tracks. I turn to Blaine as he shook his head. Ignoring him I turned back around and looked at my friend.

  "Open the door." My voice became shaky.

  He looked at me with sorrow. The way he looked at me told me he couldn’t. "I'm sorry but I can't."

  "Open the door!" Using all my strength I yelled it out again.

  I kept to my promise, I let you see her Brooke but I won't allow you to go in."

  "Why?"

  "Because." He said swift and simple.

  "Because is not a motive why. If you can’t give me a reason then why should I abide by what you say?"

  Running his hand through his hair he sighs. "Why do you make things so difficult?"

  Keeping eye contact I looked him in his eyes. "Please Blaine, she is my friend."

  Pointing his index finger at me he made his voice stern. "You have ten minutes. No more." Nodding my head he walks to the cell door and open it up. Using his hand he gesture for me to go it. Going inside I watch him close the cell door and lock it. Rushing to Maggie side everything else in the world didn't matter. Wrapping my hands around her voice came out ruffled. "I'm sorry."

  Chapter 6

  Recap:

  Rushing to Maggie side everything else in the world didn't matter. Wrapping my hands around her her voice came out ruffled. "I'm sorry."

  -

  Staring outside in the balcony, I let out a sigh. Pair of warm hands wraps themselves around my waist. I felt so bad. Bad that it felt so good to feel his touch. Bad that I am filling such things that I don't understand when my best friend is in a cell. For a reason I have no clue about. There is a part of me that just want to rip his hands off of me and shove his hand far up his hand it would never see the sunshine again than there was the other part that just wants him to embrace me longer, maybe even forever.... Turning around I looked at his chest. Slowly moving my hands up his chest following my hands as they went up. When I reached his skin tanned neck I wrapped my hands around it. My eyes moved up to his face looking at his amazing uplifting smile to his nose then to his eyes. Oh those eyes. There was really no words to discribe how fantastic they were. The way he stared at me made me want to melt.

  When he closed his eyes then reopened them they were no longer those emerald eyes that almost had me on my knees a few seconds ago. They were now brown. His short hair became long black curls. His skin was no longer tan but pale. Blood started to drip from his face some spilling out of his noes then a gash of blood from his mouth. My heart started rate started to pick up. Stepping back I looked at the new person in front of me. Blaine was no longer an he but a she. It was-

  "M-maggie..."

  I let out a deep breath. The covers that were wrapped around me slowly descended to my waist. It was only a dream. I remembered when I was younger my grandmother would tell me that you would only have dreams like that if you wanted them to come true. Dreams where the things that let all of your emotions escape freely, but for my case that dream was not something she longed for.

  Nor would it ever be. Lightly biting on my lip, I couldn't help but to thing about Maggie. What kind of friend am I? How could I just leave her there? She is in a dark chilly cell while sleeping in a hard metal bed while I am here in a big sized warm comfy bed that could fit six people. Instead of sitting here I should be trying to find a way for her to escape.

  "Brooke what's wrong." His deep voice made me jump. Rushing to my side he sits down.

  "Brooke why are you crying?" His voice was concerned. Placing my hand on my face I felt the wet tears. Using his hand he moves my hand and places them in his lap. The feeling of the warmth and how comforting it was sicken me.

  Moving my hand from his I lowered my head. "Brooke please."

  "Whatever is bothering you I will fix it just please stop crying." Placing his hand on my arm he moved it up and gown. Moving my body away from him I kept quiet. "Brooke please look at me." When he seen that I wasn't going to look at him he moved his hand to my chin and made me stare up into his eyes. They were so green. They reminded me of the forest. They were so stunning that you could get lost in them.

  "Brooke tell me what's wrong."

  Letting out a fake laugh I pushed his hand away. "What's wrong? What's wrong! You want to know what wrong? You are! You’re the problem. You took my best friend, abducted us and you are asking me what's wrong. You are really something."

  "Look I had no choice but to-."

  "Bullshit. You did have a choice." Letting out a deep sigh I stared at him with hate. "Get out."

  Staring at me he searched my face. His eyes were apologetic. "I'm sorry."

  Pay no attention to him I looked at my hand. The bed started to rise as he got up leaving only a small dip where he sat.

  When I heard the door close tears began to tumble out again.

  What am I supposed to do?

  Something inside of me told me I should stop crying and find a way to help Maggie.

  Whipping away my tears I got up from the bed. Pacing around I searched through my mind for an answer. After about thirty minutes of nothing I decided to rest. Lying down on the bed I looked at the room.

  Chapter 7

  Recap:

  What am I supposed to do?

  Something inside of me told me I should stop crying and find away to help Maggie.

  Whipping away my tears I got up from the bed. pacing around I searched through my mind for an answer. After about thirty minutes of nothing I desided to rest. Lying down on the bed I looked at the room.

  -

  Three hours past and so far nothing came into my mind to help Maggie. I just couldn't think. I was hungry but I couldn't let my need for food over past getting Maggie out. She was family to me, a sister. There is one think everyone knows. You NEVER leave family no matter what.

  It has been 67 hours since i seen Maggie. 58 hours since i last ate. Give or take a few minutes. My stomach was growly every ten minutes or so but stops when it realize there was no food that would be processed down. I was still in the same place i was before, yet still not having any ideas. It was making me zany from staying in here for so long, not eating and just being all alone. Delicately biting on my light pink lips I turned to my side.

  A light knock came from the door before they opened it. Clearing there trough they started to talk. “Mr. Blaine told me to give you this.” Her female voice was low. Not even bothering to look at who ever it was I just laid there silent. Hear her heals click on the tile floor as she made her way closer. Placing something on the bedside table she spoke again.

  “Mr. Blaine says you must eat. If you don’t he will come in here and force feed you-his words not mine."

  Finally turning to around to the other side I looked at her. Her short red hair was to her shoulders and her bangs are pined back by hair pins. Her face was covered in freckles which I found cute. Her bottom noes fit her face while her dark brown eyes popped out. She had a small frame that completes her whole adorable look.

  “I would like to see him try.” Turning back to the other side I paid no more attention to her or Blaine words. For all I care Blaine can go be eaten by zombies then come back out there backend. She would be happy to see that happen.

  “But Blaine would be mad if you don’t.” Her eyes showed that she was worried. You could see a slight frown that was on her face.

  Rolling my eyes I still could care less. “Let him. I don’t care. It’s my body and I shall do what I want with it and if he has a problem with that he should come down here instead of sending you to do his work and you can tell him that I said that. Now leave.”

  Hearing her heals clicked away closing the door behind her. That man made me want to peel my skin off. Taking a deep breath I tried to calm myself. Turning back around I stared at the bedside table slowly making my way up to the food that was placed there. My stomach was calling out to it and I was ready to give in. Hell even the two sandwiches were telling me to eat them. How could I resist something like that? Licking my lips my hands slowly moved to the first sandwich on top. My hand was twelve inches away. It was so close yet so far. Twelve inches turned into ten then soon to five. Just a few more inches I thought. My hand brushed against the white bread. Before I could even get a grip on it the door was busted open. The one person that I least wanted to see came walking in. Blaine. Quickly moving my hands away I looked at him. Thinking of one thing, I should have locked the door.

  Sitting up my legs dangled over the bed reaching the floor. I stared expressionlessly at his face. You could see by the way he carried himself, the way he crossed his arms, how his eyebrows came down a little. He was angry, but to be fairly honestly I couldn’t give half of a shit. He slammed the door behind him and stared back at me as I waited for him to talk.

  “I am sick and tired of you being such a drama queen.”

  My blank face turned into anger in a split second. Me a drama queen!

  “Do you honestly think that thing in the cell would give a shit if you two switch positions right now? She would be in Kansas by now making her way to Missouri.”

  Standing up I crossed my arms. My nails Clawed into my skin. There was always something about him that made my stomach bubble. “You don’t even know her. Maggie would never do that to me.”

  "I know far more then you do!" He said making every word sink in.

  “And what the hell do you know?” Tilting my head as I said it. Knowing so much that he couldn’t know about my best friend then I did.

  “That is none your business.”

  “I believe it is.”, tilting my head slightly as I said it “Just because you have Maggie and I trapped here doesn’t mean you can control us. One way or another we will escape, we will live and when we do we will go straight to the police so they can arrest your ass . Mark my words.”

  My eyes brightened as I seen his eyes change from his emerald green to black. Blinking a few times I kept my eyes on his. “Ho- how did you do that?”

  A low growl came from his mouth as his breath got heavier. Moving from his spot he made his way to me. Each step he took I made one back until the back of my legs were touching the bed.

  “Blaine-“My heart started to race. “Blaine!”

  As he grabbed onto my hands I screamed.

  Chapter 8

  Recap:

  A low growl came from his mouth as his breath got heavier. Moving from his spot he made his way to me. Each step he took I made one back until the back of my legs were touching the bed.

  “Blaine-“My heart started to race. “Blaine!”

  As he grabbed onto my hands I screamed.

  -

  My heart felt like it was beating 200 times per minute. My chest was hurting. I couldn’t keep myself from wheezing. As much as I hate to admit it he is scaring me more than he usually has. His grip got tighter each time I contend to move from his grasp. How fast everything was happening felt unreal. If only I had known self defense it would have come in handy right now.

  As much as I wanted to stay silent so this could be over, my big mouth had to speak out. Making this situation even worse.

  “See this isn’t something I can understand. You and your bozo friends crash our rented car. Taking us all the way over here just so you could send Maggie into a cellar and take me into this room for what reason?” Instead of letting him answer I answered it for him.

  “Oh right you don’t have one. “ Breathing out hard from my nose I continued. “Then you want to come in here like you own me, just because I won’t eat your filthy food. Tell me the purpose in that, in all of this! Tell me why you even brought us here. Huh?”

  A sting came from my cheek. My eyes widen as I grasp my now free hand and place it on my cheek. His hand was up in the air. His eyes still black. “Don’t you ever disrespect me again.” It took me a moment to pull myself back together. He slapped me. This man just slapped me.

  Resentment radiated off of me. Lifting my hand I pointed it in his face. My eyelids lower. Squishing my eyes bows down. Creating my best death glare wishing to God that it would burn him alive.

  “Don’t you ever hit me again.”

  “I can do what I want, when I want. I run thing around here and you don’t. I am the Alpha no matter what people say your my mate and you are the Luna, and I rule over you not the other way around.”

  His grip became tighter before he lets go. Taking that as the perfect opportunity I spit in his face, watching the my saliva drip from his cheek to his chin. Another growl came from him as he took his hand and wrapped it over my neck.

  “Don’t expect any more food coming in this room. You can starve yourself to death.” He lets go of my neck. Looking at me one last time he takes the plate of food that was on the table he walks out the room. Before the door was slamed closed I yeld at him.

  "You can die in hell you dumbass !''

  I stood there looking at the door. My hands clenched together tight. Trying my hardest I visualized a dart board on his head. The bullseye marking where my imagionary knife is going to be aiming for. Taking in a breath I tried to compose myself. Slow and steady breathing, slow and steady.

  Chapter 9

  Blaine

  That woman was so frustrating. She drives me crazy and not in a good way. Running my hand down my face I let out a groan. This would have been less complicated if she was a wolf. She wouldn't be so defiant. She would have followed my rules and obey like a good mate should. She would be like ever other Luna, providing for my sexual needs and giving birth to the next future Alpha, but no she had to be human.

 

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