Chapter Twelve
After my grandparents pay the bill, despite my objections, they head to their house, but I stop by a liquor shop. I have no alcohol in my house. After buying enough wine and other liquors to last about a month, I check out and head to my car. I set the bag down in the back. As I’m opening the driver side door I feel a hand wrap around my waist, lifting me up bridal style. I scream out in fear that some asshole is kidnapping me, but when I look at the face of my captor I feel pure dread wash over me.
How the f**k did William find me?
Ignoring my screams he walks me to what I would presume to be his car, and throws me in the back seat. He picks up a length of rope also sitting in the backseat and ties my hands tightly together.
“William, let me go! I’m not f*****g yours
