Kidnapped By Rogue
Chapter 37

"Breakfast?" I asked, "I hate to bust your bubble, but it's dinnertime." Everyone was sitting at the kitchen table as we all tried to decide what to eat.

"You've never had breakfast for dinner?" Airion asked me. I shook my head.

"It's not food for dinner," I put my arms over my chest. "You eat dinner at dinnertime."

"Who's to say what is and isn't dinner food?" Sadie put in, glancing over her shoulder at Brydon. We finally got to sit in our own chairs, except Sadie but that was her choice. "It's just just unconstitutional," I replied lamely. Ace huffed.

"Define that."

"The definition isn't necessary," I told him. "Dinnerfood is our first priority."

"Breakfast's qualified as dinnerfood," Rouge decided to state. "This discussion is over." I grimaced at his tone; he was still mad at me for earlier.

Ace childishly stuck his tongue out at me so I rolled my eyes. "The bacon and eggs won't cook themselves, you know."

I started getting out the food when Rouge cleared his throat, gaining my attention. He glanced at me and then the doorway before getting up and leaving the room.

I sighed under my breath, but followed him regardless. Staying a few feet behind him, we made our way into his bedroom where he shut the door when I entered.

"It wasn't exactly planned," he said, sitting on the bed.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"Taking you," he paused, "It wasn't planned, but it wasn't random either."

"I don't understand."

"That night, we didn't know you'd be at that cafè. But we knew who you were," he stared at me as he spoke. "I'd seen you and your friends walking one night, and you just looked so.. I don't know, different. See, it was for money at first then it was more than that-" "You stalked me?" I breathed, catching him off guard. He grimaced.

"I didn't stalk you. I saw you walking, you caught my eye. I don't f*****g know," he took a deep breath. "You were different, you didn't look happy."

"How the hell do you know what I look like when I'm happy?" I realized I was pacing so I stopped and stared at my feet. "You go replace a girl, you think is 'unhappy'. Then what? Try to fix them? Take them away from their 'problems'? Is that it?" I looked up at his blank face. "Is that it? That's what this is about? The whole f*****g kidnapping is based on the fact that I wasn't f*****g happy?" I was to the point of crying. "So if I would've grinned then you wouldn't have taken me?"

"That isn't what I meant-" he started but I cut him off.

"That night. At the cafe, you walked in knowing you were about to ruin my life!"

"I didn't know it was going to be you!" he snapped. "But it was. It was and we saw the chance, okay?" I stared at him blankly.

"Okay? Seriously? okay. No. F**k no!" I screeched. "F**k. People can't take other people for money or for compassion or because they seemed sad!"

"Let me talk-"

"Talk about what, Rouge? That you stole me because I looked upset? Because I was different?" I pressed on, "What, you thought that my dad would pay money for my return? Or let me guess; you knew he couldn't pay, right? This was a set up because you were lonely and wanting my compassion."

"Blakely," he growled heavily. Crumbling the bedspread in his fists.