James…


    James is the one that got me kidnapped. I looked at the man that is not more than 160cm in height with blond hair keeping a nd face and it felt like I was pouring a cold bucket of water when the realization sets in.


    I slumped down on the floor in incredulity not believing the situation I was in. If I wouldn’t have lied to myself the sign was there but I choose to ignore it because sometimes it’s better to act ignorant about something.


    Isn’t that how is life?


    I should have been pessimistic when he always cared about every single detail about me but I was too careless to give it a  thought.


    His little help, his understanding, his constant nce, his unwavering smile despite any situation, I should have known that it was all a facade.


    A facade, a facade to hide his true nature.


    “You kidnapped me ?”I asked to be sure I’m not assuming things because I didn’t believe them because why would he kidnapped me I was shocked wondering why he could go through so much trouble.


    “What do you mean ma’am, don’t you remember how you got here?” he asked, lowering himself to my level, scrutinizing me with his eyes and I avoided his eyes.


    “Wow, it looks like you don’t remember,” James says, probably amused. I shot him a re and he just struggled it off and from the look of it he looks like he knew about my illness which I was trying best to conceal and his next words confirmed my guess.


    “You need to start treating your illness now ma’am because it looks like you are suffering from it,” he says, touching my hair but I pped his arms off and I was surprised at how he knew how ill I was.


    Has the stupid man been stalking me? I pondered looking at his face that was beaming with an amused smile.


    “You know if you don’t remember how you get here then it’s going to be a hassle to exin all that transpired to you,” he says strolling around the bright big room that I was still wondering whose idea was to make a room that big into a bedroom and when I was knew that he wasn’t paying attention to me I felt like it a perfect opportunity to escape the room.


    “What do you mean by that ?” I asked observing the door and looking for a way out of the ce.


    The was big but the only thing connecting it to the outside world was the tiny door frame.


    “It looks like you are curious about how you got here but I don’t think I’m going to tell you because I’m not obliged to do so,” he says like a person under a spell and I wondered if he is being possessed because he doesn’t look well.


    He shakes his head and his facial expression changes and he looked alright again and I wondered what was going on with him.


    “You kidnapped me and now you are looking for excuses,” I say and he startedughing maniacally which somehow shocked me and I decided to use that medium to run away.


    I quickly took to my heels and I ran to the door but at that time I felt my vision blurry and my leg felt wobble but I kept running because I can’t stop now but it waste too because I felt somehow pulling my hair from behind.


    “Ahhhh” I shriek in pain because my hair that had just been pulled and my back came in contact with the ground and I felt excruciating pain.


    “Ouch,” I groaned in pain when my back mmed against the hard floor. It was so painful.


    “I’m sorry I don’t mean to hurt you but you shouldn’t have done that,” he says and I curled up in pain because the difort was unbearable.


    “GG are you okay?” James asked to walk towards me but I didn’t say anything but shifted back in fear because of the crazy man in front of me.


    I have never seen him as someone that dangerous but just like the saying you can not judge a book by its cover.


    “Believe me I didn’t mean to hurt you, you just can’t understand, it’s kindaplicated,” he says but I was too tired to care about what he was saying. I just wanted to leave there right now. I am sure they would have noticed that I was missing so I have to go back.


    “Why?”I asked, still curled up on the floor enduring the excruciating pain that I was feeling.


    “Hmm?”James asked, confused about what I was saying.


    “Why does it have to me? Out of the millions of people in the country, why does it have to be me?”I asked and I felt his hands trembling but he didn’t say anything for a long time.


    “It’s not me,” James says after a deafening silence. I looked at him but my vision was kinda blurry. I closed my eyes and opened them again and this time it got a bit clear.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    “I’m not the person that had you kidnapped, it….” he was saying but he got cut off by the door creaking open.


    “Looks like you have overstayed your wee, James, “I need a deep baritone voiceing into the room I raised my head to look at the person that just walked but my vision was blurry this time I kept looking at the person till his face got clearer and when I saw who it was I was dumbstruck.


    “You!!”I eximed, not believing what I just saw. Why do I keep getting shocked?


    “Yes me,”…