"Leave me alone!" she screamed at him while she kept running.
Denise turned around to see Mike standing behind her.
"Denise!" Mike called as she ran faster to get away from him. She turned around to see he wasn't there when she noticed a large bush and hurriedly went to hide there until she was sure he wasn't nearby.
She was sifting among the bushes when she noticed Mike pause and pull out his phone. He looked down at the screen and began going in her direction. Denise stood up and began walking backward when she noticed him parting the bush. They made eye contact, and he began to walk towards her.
"Remember what I said that I will find you wherever you hide, my princess," he whispered as he peered at her.
Denise rushed away from him once more, but Mike grabbed her arm and turned her around because she didn't notice the huge branch protruding out of the ground, causing her to slip and fall on her back, with Mike on top of her. "Ouch, that hurt!" she exclaimed as she fought to break free from his grip, but he was still on top of her and weighed a lot.
"I'm really enjoying this position," he said, gazing down at her.
"Get off me!" she exclaimed as Mike grabbed her, flipped over, and swapped positions, with her on top of him. He was still clutching her arms.
"Oh my Princess, I had no idea you liked being on top," he said quietly, making Denise blush. Mike laughed as he noticed her blushing.
He had stopped laughing and was now staring at her. She began to become self-conscious.
"You're so pretty, my Princess," he murmured.
"Oh, and you're a psychopath," she said back, rolling her eyes. But Mike only laughed as he switched their positions once more.
"I hate it when you try to leave me like that; after we get home, I will make sure you never escape again," he said, getting off her and pulling her up.
Denise attempted to run again, but Mike drew her forward. When she back hit his chest, he reached into his pocket for something. It was a cloth soaked in chloroform. Her eyes widened. "Please don't do this," she pleaded.
"I can't, my Princess because I can't afford to lose you," he murmured, smirking at her as he wiped her nose with the rag.
Denise caught her breath and tried to break free from Mike's grip, but he was too powerful.
"Don't fight it," he whispered as Denise couldn't hold her breath any longer and would have passed out if she didn't breathe in.
"That's my girl," he exclaimed as he let go and she was about to fall to the ground when he caught her and lifted her. Mike brought her to the car in a bridal style.
Her eyes had become droopy, and she couldn't fight it any longer. She looked up at him just before her eyes were about to spit.
"I hate you so much," she murmured to him before disappearing into the darkness.
~
Denise felt so warm and cozy. She. She felt as if she were sleeping on a cloud. When Mike kidnapped her, she hadn't felt so at ease in a long time. "Wait, Mike got me," she thought to herself as she leaped out of bed and searched around. She was no longer in the woods. She was back in the same room. "Ugh, not again! sh*t!" she exclaimed.
"Woah, Woah, calm down," Mike murmured, attempting to calm her down. He caressed her arm.
"Don't touch me!" she yelled, moving her hands away from him as she flung the sheets off her and climbed out of bed. She began to make her way towards the door.
"What do you think you're going to do?" he asked.
"Isn't it obvious? I want to get out of here!" she cried, turning to the doorknob, which was locked. She went to the window and tried to unlock it, but it was also locked. "I guess I should try to shatter it again," she murmured.
"All the windows on the home are now bulletproof, and all the entrances heading outside are locked," he explained as Denise tried to remain calm.
"Look, Mike, let's talk like civilized people," she said as she sat on the bed's edge. "Kidnapping is immoral, whether it's for a bad reason or affection in your case; now, please, take me back home," she pleaded, hoping to make him see sense. Denise began to proceed towards the door and was about to walk past him when he grabbed her arm.
"Please, my princess, try to understand m-,"
Denise angrily yanked her arm away from him and snapped. "Try to understand!? What is there to understand!? My best friend kidnapped me just because I can't learn to love him! Just because you claimed me as yours does not give you the right to kidnap me and bring me somewhere I don't know. You don't even tell me where I am!" she yelled at him while crying.
"I do understand," he admitted.
"All right, now open the door," she murmured as she wiped her tears and walked towards the door.
"But," he added. Denise then came to a halt and spun back, enraged.
Mike approached her and came to a halt in front of her, looking down at her. Because he was so tall, she had to lift her head to look at him. But this time she's not going to lie that she felt intimidated by her best friend she look so hot the way he stared at her. "He smells so good," she mumbled as she shook her head.
"You were not fair too, my Princess. You already felt that I love you but you choose to ignore my feelings you didn't even give me a chance. You've known me since we were kids. Have I ever done anything wrong with you? is it hard to love me?" he asked her with loneliness in his eyes.