Taken and never given back...

I skipped off the plane-quite literally- and wandered down to collect my array of bags. Yes, a girl can't go away without her things. The conveyor belt of bags was in the middle of the airport and people were scattered around it hurriedly collecting their luggage. Luckily i had been clever and made sure the taxi was booked in advance a bit later than i usually would with a secure company; i really don't trust taxi drivers in Spain... The fact that they usually don't speak English and don't like tourists doesn't go down well. The weather was warmish as the day was nearly over, the sky was a dark, grey with streaks of orange in. It was beautiful i thought to myself as i heaved my suitcases onto my shoulder. I half skipped, half galloped outside into the cool air waiting outside where the taxi should come. A few people gave me 'are you crazy looks' the kind that made you feel you should belong in an institution but i was used to this. I was weird and unusual but to be honest i didn't care what people thought in the slightest.

I saw a couple of taxi's and picked up my bags starting to walk towards them but when they said they hadn't had any bookings i realized it wasn't mine and sat down on the ground again. Around ten minutes had passed and my taxi still hadn't come if it didn't come soon then i would just cancel it and get another it was getting late and darker by the minute now anyway. The streets were deserted except for a few dodgy looking people who were the kind you needed to stay away from to keep alive. My taxi pulled up and a kind looking smiling man got out of the car and opened the door for me. Astonished i thanked him for his kind gesture and decided the Spanish taxi drivers were nice. " What's your name young lady" he questioned.

" Catt, short for Catherine and yours is..."

"My name is Patrick and can i say you have a lovely name Catt" My heart started beating faster not from the compliment but from fear as he bent down and kissed my hand. I was sure he purred my name... The thought made me sick a stranger just purred my name. "umm. can you take me to this address" i asked showing him the scrappy piece of paper i wrote the details down on earlier. " of course that will only be a short trip. Nice area overall." I tried to relax telling myself over and over again the taxi is going to take me to the hotel, I'm going to get my bags, say thank you and then go to sleep in the hotel. I was getting worried by now the tinted windows made reality seem much worst so did my imagination. Closing my eyes i tried blocking everything out. Deep breathing was the key. I felt my body relax and lean on to the seat next to me. I was really comfy; maybe if i took a quick rest then....

Patrick's POV

I was late. Really late. I need this job badly to pay for house...And bribes. I pulled up onto the curb and stared at the young girl standing there. She was the one. Mine. I could tell. Her gorgeous, deep, chestnut brown hair spiraled down her back in frizzy curls. Her eyes as blue as the sapphires i stole from that jewelers. I jumped out of the car and rushed to open the door for her asking her name. "Catt short for Catherine" she replied.

I told her my name and complimented her name purring it loving the sound of it as it rolled of my tongue. Bending down gently I kissed her hand- I could feel her heart beating faster. She loves me back. I wanted to scream it In front of her, to tell her i love you. But i couldn't without risking our relationship... It was too precious to risk it. She had just met me but it felt as if we had known each other forever. She showed me where she wanted to go and i muttered some kind of agreement. Telling her it wouldn't be long. Long until we got back to our house. To our house. Everything i owned i would give her to make her happy. Everything i didn't own that could make her happy i would steal. I heard her muttering things under her breath only catching a few words like hotel and sleep. Catt the poor girl was probably exhausted; all well soon she would be fast asleep next to me in our bed. Together. She was mine and i would do anything to get her. Questions buzzed round my mind about her does she have a family, Where does she work and most of all is she single. If she wasn't then i would do ANYTHING to get rid of him. For good.