Kidnapped By Rogue
Chapter 38

"You needed compassion, needed someone to love you, right?" I backed up against the wall farthest from him as he grew angrier with every word I said. "That's pathetic, sick even. You made a decision to ruin my life because yours is already ruined, am I right?" I watched as he slowly got up from the bed to take a step towards me. "You can't find love on your own so you kidnap children to do it for you? You get kids to help with what you can't do yourself."

I gulped as he slowly came at me. "What? You mad because I'm right? Well, why don't you be a man, stop being a f*****g coward, and do something about it." I stopped my rant just as Rouge's fist broke through the wall near my head. "Do something about it." "I swear to god, I just want to-" he paused, looking at me in the eyes. He removed his hand out the wall. I glanced over at the hole as big as my head almost.

"Want to what?" I whisper-yelled. I took his face in my hands and tilted it towards me. "What do you want to do, Rouge?"

He easily removed my hands from his face as he stood to his full height. I straightened my shaking legs and stayed against the wall as he brushed his hand off on his jeans.

"Let me talk," he said suddenly, pulling me over to the bed where I sat beside him.

"I didn't know you'd be in that cafe. That night wasn't planned. Okay? I didn't know your dad wouldn't be able to pay, I didn't plan on you being stuck here, and I never thought I'd kill anyone. But when you got here and I saw how defiant you were, I just couldn't get you out my head. I made it a personal goal to break you, to make you submissive. It wasn't because I was lonely because I'm not. Okay?" he glanced at me then at the hole in the wall, "For some reason, you get under my skin so f*****g badly." "Then maybe you should let me go."

"Ha, maybe not," he said. I stood up and brushed my hands on my pants.

"Well then stop complaining," I returned before smiling and walking over to the door.

"Pssst, Blakely?" the all-too familiar voice came from beside me as I lie on my side in the bed, trying to stay asleep. "Are you awake? Hey?" I groan and roll over to face him.

"What?" I whisper, our faces too close for comfort. "What could you possibly want at-" I pause to see what time it is, "four in the morning?"

With a small chuckle, he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me even closer-if possible-to him, "I just wanted to know if you were awake."

"Well I am now, thanks to you," I say attempting to turn back onto my side. He grunts a little before tightening his grip. "Let go, I'm tired."

He shushes me and closes his eyes.

"I'm not playing, let me go," I say firmly. He opens one eye, then quickly shuts it again. "Rouge! I swear if you do not let me go this instant-" my empty threat gets cut off when I feel his teeth graze my neck. "Hey! Stop it," I manage to choke out. "Why?" he presses on, nipping at my skin.

"B-because, I don't know where your mouth has been," I say lamely, as I push on his forehead.

"Let me show you where it hasn't been," he replies, hastily pushing me over onto my back. I end up being straddled by him, with my arms held hostage above my head under one of his meaty hands. He uses his other hand to squeeze my face. "It hasn't been here-" he places his lips on my jaw. "Or here," he kisses my chin, and then the corner of my mouth.

I quickly find my voice before he decides to do anything drastic. "Okay, I get the point," I mumble out. He stares at me a moment too long then slowly releases my hands, but I leave them where they are.

"Can I trust you?" He asks, eyeing me. I pull my eyebrows together in confusement. But he speaks again before I get the chance to answer him.

"I wanna try something," he says suddenly, jumping up and standing beside the bed, looking down at me. I push myself up onto my elbows. "Let's go," he says holding out his hand. I take it, and he pulls me up and on to my feet.

"Where are we going?" I whisper as we walk out the door and down the hallway. He ignores my question so I repeat it louder.

"Shush," he says, making me jump. I stay quiet as he leads me into the living room and then to the front door.