If Du have seen this movie before (like I have) then Du know how it goes, and the ending. If Du haven't, please don't run off and watch it and spoil the surprise!!! These are not my characters, and it's not my plot either ( :( ), but I'm mxing it up a bit ;)
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Bella POV
I'm not sure where I am right at the moment. A.) Because I'm blindfolded, B.) I don't even remember how I got here. All I know is that there is cold glass that my head is leaning on, and a man in the drivers seat. I know this because he's singing. He has a beautiful voice, I admit, and he keeps telling me he isn't going to hurt me, just "borrow me for a few days". Yeah, okay. I sigh dramaticily and lift my head, only to let it fall back rather hard onto the headrest of what I'm thinking now, is a car.
"You're going to give yourself a headache if Du keep hitting your head like that." The voice chuckled.
"Just another thing to had on the 'Horrible Day' list." I tossed back.
"Look," He sighes "I already told Du I'm not going to hurt you."
"Yeah I heard that." I snapped then sighed. "Look, can Du at least take the blindfold off? My hands are bound. What am I gonna' do?"
He lest out a defeted sigh himself and pulls down the cover over my eyes. I was right. We're in a car. A Volvo at that, and my hands are tied to the oh shit handel above my window. "Can Du at least tell me where we're going? I know that this isn't Seattle." I'm looking out my window when I say this as to get my point across. There are trees everywhere. Moss on their limbs and trunks. I can barely make out the green through the thick snow.
"This is Forks. About 4 hours away from Seattle." He tells me. I finally make my eyes wonder to him.
I suck in a breath because. . .he's sorta beautiful. He has this unruley brownish copper hair, a hard, sharp jaw line full of a five o'clock shadow. "Why are we going to Forks?" I ask. He turns to me and his eyes do not dissapoint. They're green. Like, bright smaragd green with these little flecks of Gold in them.
"Because my parents live there." He settles in his seat. "So here's the plan. You're going to act like my girlfriend. You're name is Carlie-"
"My name is Bella." I tell him.
"Right," He keeps going. "Anyway, you're name is Carlie, you're 25 years old. What do Du do for a living?"
I'm a little stuned so it take me a Sekunde to talk. "I'm a lawyer." I finally get out.
"Good." He smiles.
"Wait." I stop him. "No, I'm not doing this. Let me go. This is rediculas." I'm jerking at my hand ties. "What is this stuff made of." I mutter.
He pulls into an old gas station and starts to pull my blind back up.
"No!" I thrash my head around in effort to keep the thing away but it doesn't work. He eventually over powers me and I can't see again.
"There. It will only take a second." I hear his car door close and his feet crunch under the wet gravel, a faint sound of a glocke jingle, and then nothing. This was going to be a long few days.
Edward POV
I can't belived a kidnapped someone. If my parents found out I was dead. I ran a hand through my hair and walked into the small gas station. I picked up a Coca-Cola and some beef jerkey and set it on the counter. "I need this, and 20 dollars worth." I told Harry.
He looks out his window as he bags my items. "What's going on out there Edward?" He askes, his brow furrowed.
"Oh, um, that's my girlfriend. I'm taking her to my parent's for Christmas. I'm wanting to surprise her. She's never been out of Seattle."
"Ah." He nodded. "Hold on a second. I got something for you."
Oh no. I looked out the window to see her still jerking at the ties on her hands. I had to chuckle. She looked like a kitten spitting and hissing like she was.
"Here Du go." Harry, the old perv, brings me fuzzy hand cuffs. "Free of charge." He winks. "She might like these Mehr than those ties Du have her in, hu."
"Thanks, Harry." I shake my head and walk back out to the car. After putting the 20 dollars worth of gas in my car, I got back in and started the car back up. Bella is sitting there huffing, and has her face turned toward the window, as if she's ingorning me. "This kidnapping just got a little Mehr professionsal." I tell her and cuff her hands, pulling off the old tie. She still doesn't look at me. I start up the car and pull back onto the highway.
"Look, I'm really sorry about this. I told them my girlfriend was comming but she couldn't make it." I tell her and pull her blindfold away.
"You mean she dumped you." She snorts.
"No, she really couldn't make it." I try to sound convincing.
"Okay, whatever Du say." She rolls her eyes.
I roll mine back at her and open the packet of jerkey I just bought. "Jerkey?" I don't give her time to respond, but shove a peice in her mouth.
"Gee, thanks." She mumbels, but eats it anyway.
"Really, if there was any other way, I would totally go for it." I tell her.
"I really should call my boyfriend and tell him not to worry. I've only been kidnapped Von some crazy arsch and should be Home soon!" She turns in her seat. "Where's my jacket?" She looks at me but I shrug. I didn't know she had one.
"Oh, it's probably back at the speiselokal, diner where Du knocked me out! Along with my phone in the pocket!" Her ivory face is getting red. She really is cute when she's mad. "Just wait till' we get to your parents house. You're done for." She huffs and settles back in her seat.
This was going to be a long few days.
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Bella POV
I'm not sure where I am right at the moment. A.) Because I'm blindfolded, B.) I don't even remember how I got here. All I know is that there is cold glass that my head is leaning on, and a man in the drivers seat. I know this because he's singing. He has a beautiful voice, I admit, and he keeps telling me he isn't going to hurt me, just "borrow me for a few days". Yeah, okay. I sigh dramaticily and lift my head, only to let it fall back rather hard onto the headrest of what I'm thinking now, is a car.
"You're going to give yourself a headache if Du keep hitting your head like that." The voice chuckled.
"Just another thing to had on the 'Horrible Day' list." I tossed back.
"Look," He sighes "I already told Du I'm not going to hurt you."
"Yeah I heard that." I snapped then sighed. "Look, can Du at least take the blindfold off? My hands are bound. What am I gonna' do?"
He lest out a defeted sigh himself and pulls down the cover over my eyes. I was right. We're in a car. A Volvo at that, and my hands are tied to the oh shit handel above my window. "Can Du at least tell me where we're going? I know that this isn't Seattle." I'm looking out my window when I say this as to get my point across. There are trees everywhere. Moss on their limbs and trunks. I can barely make out the green through the thick snow.
"This is Forks. About 4 hours away from Seattle." He tells me. I finally make my eyes wonder to him.
I suck in a breath because. . .he's sorta beautiful. He has this unruley brownish copper hair, a hard, sharp jaw line full of a five o'clock shadow. "Why are we going to Forks?" I ask. He turns to me and his eyes do not dissapoint. They're green. Like, bright smaragd green with these little flecks of Gold in them.
"Because my parents live there." He settles in his seat. "So here's the plan. You're going to act like my girlfriend. You're name is Carlie-"
"My name is Bella." I tell him.
"Right," He keeps going. "Anyway, you're name is Carlie, you're 25 years old. What do Du do for a living?"
I'm a little stuned so it take me a Sekunde to talk. "I'm a lawyer." I finally get out.
"Good." He smiles.
"Wait." I stop him. "No, I'm not doing this. Let me go. This is rediculas." I'm jerking at my hand ties. "What is this stuff made of." I mutter.
He pulls into an old gas station and starts to pull my blind back up.
"No!" I thrash my head around in effort to keep the thing away but it doesn't work. He eventually over powers me and I can't see again.
"There. It will only take a second." I hear his car door close and his feet crunch under the wet gravel, a faint sound of a glocke jingle, and then nothing. This was going to be a long few days.
Edward POV
I can't belived a kidnapped someone. If my parents found out I was dead. I ran a hand through my hair and walked into the small gas station. I picked up a Coca-Cola and some beef jerkey and set it on the counter. "I need this, and 20 dollars worth." I told Harry.
He looks out his window as he bags my items. "What's going on out there Edward?" He askes, his brow furrowed.
"Oh, um, that's my girlfriend. I'm taking her to my parent's for Christmas. I'm wanting to surprise her. She's never been out of Seattle."
"Ah." He nodded. "Hold on a second. I got something for you."
Oh no. I looked out the window to see her still jerking at the ties on her hands. I had to chuckle. She looked like a kitten spitting and hissing like she was.
"Here Du go." Harry, the old perv, brings me fuzzy hand cuffs. "Free of charge." He winks. "She might like these Mehr than those ties Du have her in, hu."
"Thanks, Harry." I shake my head and walk back out to the car. After putting the 20 dollars worth of gas in my car, I got back in and started the car back up. Bella is sitting there huffing, and has her face turned toward the window, as if she's ingorning me. "This kidnapping just got a little Mehr professionsal." I tell her and cuff her hands, pulling off the old tie. She still doesn't look at me. I start up the car and pull back onto the highway.
"Look, I'm really sorry about this. I told them my girlfriend was comming but she couldn't make it." I tell her and pull her blindfold away.
"You mean she dumped you." She snorts.
"No, she really couldn't make it." I try to sound convincing.
"Okay, whatever Du say." She rolls her eyes.
I roll mine back at her and open the packet of jerkey I just bought. "Jerkey?" I don't give her time to respond, but shove a peice in her mouth.
"Gee, thanks." She mumbels, but eats it anyway.
"Really, if there was any other way, I would totally go for it." I tell her.
"I really should call my boyfriend and tell him not to worry. I've only been kidnapped Von some crazy arsch and should be Home soon!" She turns in her seat. "Where's my jacket?" She looks at me but I shrug. I didn't know she had one.
"Oh, it's probably back at the speiselokal, diner where Du knocked me out! Along with my phone in the pocket!" Her ivory face is getting red. She really is cute when she's mad. "Just wait till' we get to your parents house. You're done for." She huffs and settles back in her seat.
This was going to be a long few days.
