Kidnapped By Rogue
Chapter 19

"This phone has been deactivated. Sorry for any inconvenience, goodbye." My mouth dropped open as I glared at the door. I chucked the phone at the wall and collapsed to the floor in defeat. Anger boiled within in me, and before I knew it I screamed. It ended in a sort of groan as I sprawled out in the floor so that I was now on my back.

The door creaked open and a smug looking Rouge waltzed into the room.

"Blakely? What are you doing?" he quizzed in fake awe. I looked up at him and crossed my arms over my chest.

"I'm rebelling," I stated firmly. Something flashed in his eyes, but it wasn't anger. He cocked his head to the side.

"Rebelling?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow. I nodded."Against what?"

"You, obviously," I said and sat up. He squatted down so he was eye level to me. I reflexively scooted back an inch.

"What would you wanna do that for?" he asked. I have him a 'duh' look.

"Well first, you kidnapped me. Second? You tricked me," I spat. He stood up again, but this time he held out his hand to help me up. I declined.

"Tricked you?" He withdrew his hand.

"Yea, you knew I'd try to call someone," I replied as calm as possible. He smirked then walked over and sat on the bed. I turned my body so that I was facing him.

"I just wanted to see if I could trust you," he replied. I rolled my eyes.

"Cut the crap. You just wanted a reason to t*****e me," I said. Regret washed over me as soon as he stood up.

"I don't need 'a reason to torture you'. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want," he mocked. I ungracefully stood and watched him walk over to me deliberately slow. He grabbed a fist full of my hair and positioned me so I was looking up at him. I bit my tongue in order to not cry out as he tightened his grip.

"You see, I'm pretty sure I've made myself clear on the whole who's in charge thing," he stated, but I cut him off with a scoff.

"I think I've made myself clear that I don't care," I yelped as he tightened his grip even more. My scalp was on fire. "I didn't mean that."

"Yeah? I think you did mean it," he leaned my head back even more and came mere inches from my face.

"I-I'm sorry," I whispered and felt his grasp loosen. Then he let me go all together. The fire I felt in my scalp dulled to a constant throb.

"Why do you act like this? I mean, I've treated you okay besides the occasional punishment. I could be way worse. I could lock you in a cold basement, r**e you, kill you! You get to take showers and walk around and eat food and sleep in beds. You're ungrateful," he yelled hastily turning away from me then back again to grab my shoulders.

"I didn't choose to be taken! I just want to go home!" I said back shrugging his hands off me. "I just wanna go home," I repeated in a whisper.

A stinging slap came from nowhere, "You are not going home!" Rouge screamed. I held my cheek and nodded in defeat. He stormed out the room taking all my hope with him.