Kidnapping

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"You can't just tell me what to do Dolciani," I growled at him.


"I don't care. You're coming with me," he said before grabbing my wrist and dragging me towards the house. I fought him hard but his grip on my wrist remained.


"I'll see you at school on Monday Jay!" Gabriel called out with a laugh behind us.


"You're going home," he said to me.


"Let go of me!" I screeched. He finally did and I let out a sigh of relief. He took out his phone and sent a quick text before he looked back at me with fire in his eyes.


"Give me your keys," he said to me.


"No."


"I'm taking you home," he said.


"No," I repeated.


"You're so difficult!" he groaned before swiftly reaching into my jacket pocket and retrieving my keys.


"You can't just do that!" I shouted.


"You wouldn't give it to me!"


"Do you not understand what personal space means?!"


"Stop being so difficult!" he said once again and picked me up by the waist and started carrying me on his left arm as if I weighed nothing.


"Let go of me!" I screeched once again but I could tell he was just rolling his eyes. He quickly found my car and opened the door, shoving me inside and locked it before I could do anything. He got into the driver's seat and started the engine.


"Could you stop kidnapping me?!" I yelled at him.


"I'm not kidnapping you! This is your car!"


"Carjacking and kidnapping! Way to land yourself in jail Dolciani!"


"You're so frustrating! How do I get to your house?"


"Pull over and I'll drive!"


"No! You're gonna leave me on the side of the freeway!" he argued. I wasn't even thinking about it but now that he gave me an idea, that was most likely going to happen.


"You could've at least just thrown me over your shoulder. Like a proper kidnapper. Carried me like a sack of potatoes," I muttered under my breath.


"A sack of potatoes are definitely lighter than your fat ass," he said. I turned my head and glared at his playful grin. When he caught my gaze, he winked and puckered his lips as if kissing the air.


"If you weren't driving my car, I would beat you up!"


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⏰ Last updated: May 17, 2015 ⏰

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