-Daisy-
Walking home in the dark at night was not one of my greatest ideas. In fact, it's defiantly the worst I've had. It's even worse then the time I decided to catch a cactus, don't ask. But I had to go to soccer practice if I wanted to keep my starting position. I guess this is the consequent of my actions.
I was very scared of walking home alone at night. The mysterious thing that is home to no light and shows no mercy, darkness. Darkness is something that holds the evils of the world. It is said that darkness, alone, can drive people into madness. In reality, I shouldn't be scared of walking home at night. My town is one of the safest towns in my state, so what's there to worry about? But their is a reason why people commit crimes at night. It's harder to get caught when no one can see you.
Being, the person I am, I'm ready to fight back if someone tries to attack me. Staying on my toes at all times and hoping that my senses won't let me down. I'm just praying to god that my senses won't play tricks on me, and make me think that something is there but, in reality, it's not.
Walking the curve of a road, making sure I was in the grassy part so I don't get hit, a van slowed down right next to me. It was hard to make out what color it was but I'm pretty sure it's black.
"Fuck that," I said allowed.
One of the top rules I have is to never trust a van, or someone that owns a van. Vans are one of the things that scares me when walking home... alone... at night. Yep, I'm fucked if I don't get away now.
While still looking at the van I took out my phone that was in the side pocket of my soccer bag. If I took my eyes off of the van someone might come out, and I didn't not want them to have the upper hand on me, more than they already do because they have a car.
Taking my eyes off of the vehicle that was creepily slowed down next to me to punch in my password and to have 911 on the ready to call.
Once my eyes looked back at the van it had it's door open and a guy on the road about 5 yards from me, fuck. This is not what I wanted.
The man, I assume, was dressed in all black, around 6'0, and looked very lean. He sprinted towards me and I ran in the opposite direction of me, dropping my bag in the process, so I could gain some speed. I had to also, some how, get my slides off because every time I was taking a step it would fold under causing my to almost lose my balance and trip.
"Crap," I said as my slide folded again causing me to brace myself with my knee as I fell onto the grass.
By taking a glance behind me I could see that this man was hot on my tail, fuck. Getting up as fast as I could I turned around to take this man on in a fight. My hands where in front of my face ready for anything that he would through at me.
My actions stopped the man right in his tracks. That's right fucker, I'm not going down without a fight.
"I don't want to fight you princess!" yelled the man. He sounded young, at least young to go around kidnapping teenage girls. That's more of a 40-year-old man thing to do.
Wait! Hold up, did this freak just call me princess? I have so many questions.
"Fuck you!" I yelled back the guy.
"You're the one that asked for this," He said back at me and started gaining ground on me. I made sure to walk backwards but to also kept my stance.
As soon as he was range for my kicks, I lifted my right leg and swung it at him. Lets tangle, bitch. I didn't hit him, but he did have to step back.
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"Come on!" I yelled at him, "Is that all you got?"
"Come on princess," he said to me, "Just come with me, or I'll have to take you by force."
"You're only going to take me when I'm not breathing," I said back.
"I would never kill you, baby girl," he said.
"Sure," I said, "Are you going to fight me like a man, or are we just going to chat?"
"Fine," the man said coming at me with a sprint.
This guy was able to grab me by my hips, and I proceed to hit his back to get out of his grasp. God, this guy is stronger then I thought. I would try to use my legs, but the way he was pushing me if I lifted them I would fall on the ground.
An idea came to my head, and I didn't even have time to think on it I just acted on my thoughts. My hands grabbed the hat that was on his head and ripped it off of him. Then I grabbed his hair and lifted his head so I could see what this guy looked like.
I tried to make out his facial features but it was to hard to see anything. All I could make out was the smirk he gave me when I pulled his head up to take a look at him. That only angered me, more then the fact he was trying to kidnap me.
"I'm sorry baby girl but it's easier if I do this," He said and I saw his arm coming towards me with a rag in his hand.
Out of instinct I grabbed his arm to push it away from me. It was working until he pulled my body into his and forcefully brought down my arm. I kept thrashing around trying to get out of his grasp.
Finally, my body couldn't handle the chloroform and gave into it's chemicals. My knees giving out and my body giving out.
-Jonah-
Today was the day I would finally be able to get my princess, Daisy. I've been stalking her for 4 months. I saw her in the crowd of my concert, and I knew right then and there that I have to have her. No one else can have her.
I've learned most everything about her. She's a 6'0, blonde, brown eyed, weight-lifting, soccer playing, amazing girl. Her sense of humor is amazing, she can make almost anyone laugh.
My band mates were helping me because they also say girls they want to have, but mine had to come first. I had to make sure this guy she's been talking too, Andrew, didn't get her before me.
We were taking her when she was walking home from soccer practice. She was rounding a corner and Corbyn slowed down the van, and I went after her.
She took off sprinting when I came towards her, like any normal human being would do. Daisy also dropped her soccer bag. Don't forget to pick that up, I thought making a mental note to pick up her bag.
Her slides kept going under her feet almost making her fall, I felt bad for her. In the next couple second she finally fell from her slides folding under her foot.
When she got up she faced me and took a ready stance. That took me back, but if she wanted it this when then it'll be this way.
"Don't want to fight you princess!" I yelled at her, I really did not want to hurt her.
"Fuck you!" She yelled back at me, I'm going to have to teach her a lesson later.
"You're the one that asked for this!" I yelled going towards her.
When I was closer to her she kicked at me. Her kick didn't hit me, but I did have to move out of it's path.
"Come on!" She yelled at me, "Is that all you got?"
"Come on princess," I said to her, "Just come with me, or I'll have to take you by force."
"You're only going to take me when I'm not breathing," She said to me, I would never let her stop breathing as long as I'm breathing.
"I would never kill you, baby girl." I said to her.
"Sure," She said, "Are you going to fight me like a man, or are we going to chat?"
"Fine," I said running at her.
I was able to grab her hips, my head was down, and I was pushing her back. She kept hitting my back, and boy let me tell you this girl can hit.
Daisy was able to take off my mask, and pull me up by my hair to look at her. I only gave her a smirk. Soon, she'll be mine.
"I'm sorry baby girl but it's easier if I do this" I said bringing the chloroform rag towards her mouth.
Her hands came out and started pushing my arm away. To stop her, I grabbed her body and pulled her into mine. She kept thrashing around but I was able to hold her while I waited for the chloroform to do it's role.
She eventually stopped moving, and her body gave out making her fall back into my arms. I picked her up bridal style and took in her beauty in the darkness. She was mine.
I took her back to the van, but I made sure to pick up my hat and her soccer bag.
Once in the van I took a seat and had her body rest on mine. Corbyn started driving again, and we were off to L.A. with my girl. She should still be knocked out by the time we get back to the compound, so I don't have to worry about her waking up in the middle of the drive back.
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[A/N] Ight, y'all, I was told to write a fanfic by my friend because she wanted to read one that was written with proper grammar. I don't know if I continue to write this, but it really comes down the my mood and how well it does.
