Secret Admirer - Stisaac - [Secret Amirer Series - Book 1]

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Stiles POV 

I open my eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling, I hear heavy breathing beside me so I slowly turn to see the man sleeping. I look down to see that I was naked and had bruises all over me, I cover my mouth remembering what had happen last night. I check my surroundings to see my escape plan, the man beside me was stirring around and grabs my waist, I swear him off and run over to the mirror. I grab the lamp sitting on the table under the mirror... I think I'm in a hotel room. There's only one bed cramped in a room and a door leading to the bathroom and another I assume to the hallway. I take the lamp and look away as I collide it with the mirror, the shards of mirror luckily didn't hit me. I grab the sharpest piece and look up to see the man running towards me, I couldn't see his face because it was covered with a black mask. He gets closer trying to capture me but I stick the shard deep into his side, he yelps and then falls down grabbing his side. I stupidly didn't look down when I started to run because I stepped in some of the shards of mirror, I didn't have time to take out the shards or cover myself. I unlocked the door and ran out of the room, I was correct I was in a hotel. I find the stairwell and go in it to find I was on the 18th floor. I run down a couple flights of stairs and go to the 11th floor, I start pounding on every door and screaming "Help!". A couple seconds later a woman lets me in and I lock the door behind me. "P-please help me, I think I was just raped, I was kidnapped. I need to call the police" I cry and she leads me to the hotel phone, I dial 911 and minutes later I hear sirens.

It turns out the man had taken me a couple towns over to this creepy town called Neighton, the police got me some clothes when we got to the police station. I called the police station to tell dad to come pick me up, he wasn't answering his phone. It takes about an hour to get here from Beacon Hills.

I saw the Beacon County patrol car pull up, but my dad didn't step out. His deputy, Jordon Parrish, however did. I had a major crush on this guy, I didn't want him to see me cry. The combination of being stalked, raped, and calling my dad to come get me but instead he sends his deputy to get me, the chances are that I'm going to cry.

Jordan rushed into the building and once he spotted me he ran over, I averted my eyes from him. "Where's dad?" I ask when he kneels down In front of me, "I'll tell you once were in the car..." He gently says "come on, let's get you home" he places a hand on my forearm slowly making sure I was ok with it. I stood up and I took his arm and put it around me, I wrapped my arm around his waist and my head on his chest. He helps me over to the desk to get permission to take me home, he got granted. I was limping because of the stitches in my foot, note to self, don't run into a pile of shards of mirror.

He walks me out to the patrol car and opens the passenger door, I cling on to him. "It will be ok..." He places me in front of him and looks down to me, he places his hands on my shoulder. "No one cares about me in Beacon Hills," I say with my voice breaking. "That's not true... I care about you." He says and I roll my eyes, "you care about your job, your being paid to come here and get me" I state bluntly and get in the patrol car. He runs around to the other side and turns on the car after he got in. "I care about you Stiles, today is my day off. I begged to come get you..." He looks into my eyes, I break down "I'm sorry," I sniffle.

He holds out his arms and I jump from my seat and onto his lap, I tuck my face into the crook of his neck. I stop crying and look at him "Did they catch the guy?" I asked, just processing everything that happened to me I hadn't even thought to ask if they caught him. "I promise you I will" he looks at me being really serious. I start to tremble and continue crying onto his shoulder.

After a couple minutes of crying I calm down, "Where's my dad?" I ask and he prepares himself. "He was found this morning..." He didn't want to tell me the rest, "He's dead?" I ask and he nods. "I'm sorry Stiles..." He said, "can I lay down?" I ask, I'm tired of crying. Crying makes me feel weak, the man that raped me killed my father... I know that he did. And when I find out who he is, I'm going to make him suffer... "Do you want to lay down in the back?" He asks and I shake my head, I lay my head down in his lap. Seconds later I fall asleep

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