Your POV
I turned around slowly to see Jason, he had an unrecognisable expression on his perfect face, his brown hair was messy and he wasn't wearing a shirt, revealing all his tattoos and his abs.
His tattoos were unusual, he had a cross in the middle of his chest and graffiti-like tattoos on his right arm, and a whole sleeve on his left.
I was obviously staring long enough for him to notice as he let out a soft chuckle.
"Answer me baby girl."
I swallowed nervously. "Um.. I just going to get a d-drink." I stuttered.
Jason titled his head and leant up against the wall, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Why didn't you come and get me?"
I shifted uncomfortably.
"I didn't think I needed to-"
"Were you trying to run away?" He asked, wasting no time to speak, the playful glint in his eye had disappeared and his jaw was tightly clenched.
"No. I was just thirsty." I said truthfully.
Jason sighed and lifted himself from the wall, slowly walking towards me.
"You can't run away, even if you tried. Because I will find you." He whispered.
I shuddered and swallowed. "I honestly just want a drink." I whimpered.
Jason smirked and took my hand.
"Okay, come on." He said as he gently pulled me around his house towards the kitchen.
The route he took seemed unfamiliar, but his house was so big I wasn't really that surprised.
As we entered the kitchen, he let go of my hand and began walking to the fridge, I took a seat at the breakfast bar and watched him.
"Any drink in particular?" He asked with his back to me.
I shook my head. "Just water please."
I watched as Jason took a bottle of mineral water out of his refrigerator and he handed it to me, sitting next to me at the breakfast bar.
I noticed he was watching me carefully... again. I sighed. "Are you going to monitor every movement I make?" I snapped.
Jason chuckled and shook his head slightly. "Not every moment, I'm just happy to finally have you." He smirked.
I shot him an uncomfortable and disturbed look. "Finally? How long have you been watching me?"
"Three years." He said as if it was perfectly normal.
"You've been watching me for three years?" I was disgusted.
Jason rolled his eyes impatiently. "Isn't that what I just said?"
I ignored him. "Why me?" The anger in my voice rose. "What do you want with me?"
"I want you to be mine. And that's what you're going to be." He smirked, making me shudder uncomfortably.
"What do you mean yours?" A lump formed in my throat.
"You're going to be my baby." He whispered.
I shook my head.
"I don't belong to anyone." I whimpered.
Jason rolled his eyes and rubbed his face in annoyance.
"You can't argue with me, Y/n" He muttered.
I swallowed hard and picked up my bottle of water, my mouth was dry but I didn't feel like drinking anymore.
"Are you ever gonna let me go?"
Jason's face crinkled and he shook his head slowly, causing a single tear to slip down my face.
"Why do you want to leave? What's left for you?" He snapped.
I stared at him. "What do you mean?" I asked.
Jason rolled his eyes. "I mean, your parents are dead so what do you have left?" He said coldly.
Bringing up the recent death of my parents just made everything worse.
"I think I'll just go to bed..." I whispered, getting up from my seat.
"You want me to stay in there with you?" Jason asked hopefully.
I looked at him in disgust. "No thanks." I said sharply.
Jason's hopeful face fell and he rolled his eyes. "Okay." He muttered before getting up from his own seat and directing me back to my room.
Once we were in, I buried myself inside the covers only to realise that Jason had laid down on top of my bed, next to me.
"I said I didn't want you to stay with me." I snapped. Jason shrugged casually before clapping his hands twice and all the lights in my room switched off.
"What the-"
I heard Jason chuckle softly. "It's not all bad, beautiful." He said.
I rolled my eyes. "But I don't want you to sleep in here." I whined.
Jason rolled over from his back to face me, I could only just make out his features, although I was getting distracted by the fact he was shirtless.
"I'll just stay here until you fall asleep." He said sweetly.
I shook my head. "What? You think I'm scared?" I challenged.
Jason smirked. "I can see it in your eyes. You're petrified."
I tensed up, mainly from the fact that Jason was 100% accurate, then again, I tried to dodge around the subject.
"How can you see my eyes? It's so dark in here." I whispered.
I earned a quiet laugh from Jason. "Go to sleep, princess." He mumbled.
"But I can't when you're watching me." I whined.
Jason smirked again.
"That didn't stop you from doing all the other things for the past three years." He chuckled.
That sent chills down my spine.
"Well I didn't know you were watching me." I defended.
Jason turned over, his back facing me. I noticed more tattoos on his back, one was of an Indian man, and the other was a quote, I wanted to know desperately what it said but it was dark in the room and I had a mild case of dyslexia.
I squinted my eyes to try and read it.
'Your world is a...' was all I could read before the letters started jumping around.
I didn't realise myself tracing the letters to try and read more, but Jason jumped and turned around quickly.
"What are you doing?"
I couldn't tell if the expression on his face was amused or unamused.
I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment. Thank god it was dark.
"Um..nothing." I mumbled.
"Tell me."
"Um, I wanted to read what your tattoo said but I'm not good at reading." I admitted in a shaky voice.
Jason smirked. "It says 'your world is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path'" he said.
I nodded.
"What does that mean?"
Jason chuckled. "Wow, you ask a lot of questions." He said before turning back over. I noticed that he was was laying on the covers, not under them.
I would have offered for him to come under but that would have been way to weird. After a while, I heard him snoring softy.
I guess he was never planning on leaving once I fell asleep.
I climbed slowly out of bed, trying my best not to wake him up, but he was a light sleeper.
"Where are you going, Princess?" He mumbled, I turned around to see him sat up on the covers.
"Well...you fell asleep so I was gonna get you a blanket." I said truthfully.
Jason eyed me carefully and furrowed his eyebrows.
"I thought you hated me?"
I didn't answer him but carried on looking around the room for a blanket.
"Well I don't want you to go cold.." I admitted.
I could tell Jason was smirking without even looking at him.
"This is why I love you"
I froze.
I hated it when he told me that.
"Don't say that." I muttered before finding a purple blanket and bringing it over to the bed.
"Why not?" Jason pouted.
I swallowed. "Just don't..." I said before draping the blanket over Jason and slipping back between the sheets.
"Don't worry, My Princess. Soon you'll say it back..."
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