Your Sweetest Lies

"I'm starving," I said as my stomach began to growl in response. He looked over at me and his eyes grew wide.

"I completely forgot to get you some food!" he exclaimed. "I'll go order a pizza, how's that sound? I'm really sorry." He was very apologetic, he must have really felt sorry for forgetting. I smiled.

"Pizza sounds amazing." I felt my mouth begin to water as I thought of pizza. The warm, stringy cheese. The grease-filled pepperoni. The crunchy, chewy crust. I was even hungrier now. I watched him as he ran up the stairs, dialing a number into his phone.

About 15 minutes later, I could smell the pizza. I couldn't wait anymore. I booked it up the stairs, past the wooden door and into what I assumed to be the living room. But when I entered the living room, I stopped dead in my tracks. There was another woman up here. I stared at her and she stared back at me, her long red hair flowing off her shoulders. Her hourglass figure, mocking me. She was wearing a beautiful seafoam green dress. It complimented her blue eyes and freckles. Her full lips were painted red. Wait... that wasn't lipstick. Her lips were swollen. I looked beside her and saw a man with brown hair, green eyes, and stubble.

What were they doing? No wait, I already knew, I didn't have to ask myself that question. He was making out with her. Now that I looked more closely at her, her hair was a mess and her dress was disheveled. Her eyes never left me. She watched me with what I can only assume is confusion. She looked at my shirt, then my jeans. Then she looked at my lips. Swollen. She blinked, looked at him, back at me and then back at him again. I could practically see the light bulb switching on above her head. She got up quickly, her eyes full of tears. Then she was gone. I was left standing there, motionless. I blinked and felt a tear fall onto my cheek. I was crying too, I guess. But why?

What was this feeling? My heart feels like its going to collapse. It feels like my heart is deflating. Why am I feeling this? Who is this man? I shook my head, backed up and hit the wooden door. That's when he came jogging over to me. The look on his face was like that of a child when they get caught doing something they were told not to be doing. Why did I even come up here? Oh, that's right. The pizza.

"Anna..." was all he could say. He couldn't even defend himself. Didn't even try to make up an excuse as to why there was another woman in his house. Her swollen lips, disheveled dress, messy hair... I should have known.

"I..." I stammered. What was I suppose to say? 'Congrats on the girl, she's a beauty.' I felt betrayed but I didn't know why. I hardly even knew this guy. I started off as his victim and now I am his... his... plaything? Why did I even stay here after he untied me? I should have just left and called the police. He KIDNAPPED ME for Christ sake! I shouldn't be jealous of women he brings over to his home.

I shook my head, closed my eyes and hoped this was all just a dream. I hoped that I'd wake up in my friend Kate's bed with them all staring down at me, praying that I wasn't in a coma. When I opened my eyes, he was still there. This wasn't a dream. This was real.

I was in love with my kidnapper.

"Anna, can you let me explain?" He begged. He grabbed the back of his neck and massaged it. The classic 'I'm uncomfortable so I'm going to grab my neck' maneuver. I shook my head at him. I was disgusted. Not necessarily at him but at myself for letting myself fall in love again. I did a quick chuckle and pushed past him. I can't believe I stayed here for this long. How long WAS I here for? I tried to find a clock but remembered I had a phone. I'm so stupid. I grabbed my phone and looked at the date.

It was September 9th?! The girls and I went for drinks on the 7th! I was gone for two days and no one even bothered to call me to ask if I was okay or if I got home safely? So much for my so-called friends. I continued for the door but was blocked by his body. His cologne teased my nose. It was like a love potion. Every time I smelled his cologne, I got swooned. I shook my head to make me snap out of my trance.

"Let me go," I said, coldly. I wasn't in the mood for games.

"I can't let you go just yet. I have to apologize first." He grabbed my shoulders and I shrugged him off. "Please, Anna let me apologize!" he begged like a little kid.

"I said no! I shouldn't have let you do those things to me. I shouldn't have gotten attached to you. I shouldn't have trusted you. I knew I shouldn't have fallen in love with you. Every time I fall in love with someone I get burned. I'm tired of getting my heart broken by men!" My voice cracked and so did my heart. I felt hot tears falling down my cheek. I shoved him aside and walked out the door into the blinding light, feeling the cold autumn winds hit my skin.