Flirting With Death.

Chapter 7

I tried to get up with the handcuffs around my wrists. It was really difficult as I couldn't move my hands.

I followed him upstairs, tiptoeing. After climbing 6 stairs I saw him standing on the last stair at the top leaning on the wall and staring at me.

"Hey there, How's life going? Are you hungry or something? You want to play? You want to tell me a story? Oh no I can rather tell you one, which story would you like, Cinderella, Pinocchio, Robin hood...."

"Hey! Will you shut up!"

He yelled to interrupt my 'nervous talk'.

He walked closer to me, grabbed my hands and pulled me down the stairs, without uttering a word, he threw me to the couch, and I yelled "Ouch!" and began to cry.

"Stop crying, damn it!" He growled, but I could not control my tears.

They kept flowing like a waterfall. This made the EM more angry and he said to me "If you don't shut up I'll lock you up in there." Pointing to the room in which I was at first.

Out of fear, I covered my mouth to prevent the whimpering. "Good girl." He pat my shoulder softly and sat next to me.

I tried my best to stop crying.

I cuddled up in the couch and closed my eyes really hard. He sat there like a guard staring at me, trying to force myself to sleep.

As we were there, I heard footsteps. I opened my eyes and saw one of his men, with a black face mask, ascending the stairs.

"Sup?" He got up and met him in the middle of the room. He whispered to the EM and he went upstairs, leaving me with his jail-breaker accomplice.

"Hey." I called, "What?!" He yelled and sat at where the EM was.

"What's your name?" I asked him, "Why do you want to know?" He asked.

"I just want a name to call you by." I put my legs on the floor and turned to him.

"You can call me Spider." I saw him smirk and I gave him a smile.

"What's your name?" He asked me.

"Sonia." I responded.

"Nice to meet you."

"It's a pleasure." He replied.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Okay, go ahead."

"Why are you helping the EM?"I refused to look at him even though his eyes were fixed on me.

"None of your business, now stop asking me stupid questions." He replied and got up.

"Where are you going to?" I also got up.

"You ask too many questions." He laughed and looked at me.

"Please don't leave me here alone, EM wouldn't spare you if you do." I smirked.

He walked closer to me and asked "Why? Are you his girlfriend or something?"

Those words hit me hard, how can I be the girlfriend of a monster? I wish I could ask him that question, but I wouldn't dare call the EM a monster in front of his accomplice, I really can't imagine what might happen next.

"No, he's not my girlfriend, I mean my boyfriend. Whatever...." I feigned a smile.

"See, you're confused, have a seat, let's talk about it." He sat me down and sat next to me.

"So tell me how you were able to steal his heart." He continued.

"I, I didn't s-steal his heart." I stammered.

"Oh he gave it to you, willingly?" He teased.

For the first time I was having a talk with someone and even though it was not a very good one, I liked it.

"No he didn't give it to me, look we're not boyfriend and girlfriend. We're just, just ...."

"Just?" He interrupted.

"Just kidnapper and kidnappee." I said, confused about what I was saying.

"Who is a kidnappee? He laughed.

"Well employer and employee, so kidnapper and kidnappee." I got up from the couch feeling very nervous.

He also got up and stood beside me. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Hey, there's nothing like kidnappee, got it?"

I nodded in agreement because I knew he was right, I said that out of nervousness.

"Now come sit, and tell me about you."

He said. We both sat and I asked him, "Can you please unlock these. They make me feel uncomfortable." I showed him the handcuffs on my wrists.

"Well, I can't unlock them, I don't have the keys and even if I did have them, I wouldn't do it, because I love my life. It might not be a perfect one but I love it." He smirked.

"I see, you don't want to die, huh?" I looked at him with a sullen face.

"You can now tell me about you." He sat in a relaxed manner.

"If I tell you about me, will you tell me about you too?" I asked him with a fake smile. "Sure." He replied.

"Okay, my name is Sonia, I'm 17, my dad is the mayor, Rahul. Mom's name is Emilia. The Stage Rocker is my brother. That's all. What about you?" I raised my eyebrows at him and smiled.

"You really love smiling." He said and smiled.

"Actually, smiles love my face. Now tell me about you." I looked straight into his eyes.

He removed his jacket and said, "I'm Spider, you already know it. I work with the EM. That's all you can know about me."

He cleared his throat.

"So friends?" I sent my right hand forward, ready to shake him.

"Friends." He shook my hand as we exchanged smiles.

After that, there was total silence. Neither of us had anything to say anymore.

We just kept staring at each other.

"Spider, a minute." A voice from upstairs broke the silence.

Spider then got up to meet the EM on the staircase.

They had a conversation and Spider returned to sit by me.

EM went upstairs and returned with noodles and red wine on a tray.

He put it on my laps and said, "Eat!"

I raised my hands to show him that I wouldn't be able to eat with the handcuffs around my wrists.