I pulled back after getting my head straight. What was I thinking? I shouldn't be kissing him at all! I looked the other way in embarrassment. I didn't want to see the sight of him.

"So you liked it, eh?" He said, pulling me closer to him.

I was now Inbetween his legs and I didn't even notice he was kissing my neck.

"Stop!" I shouted, getting up onto my feet.

"What?" He looked as if we were now a couple.

I started walking around the room, feeling guilty and nervous. I don't know why I kissed him. I don't know why I enjoyed this but all I know is I am regretting this and I want to go home. I walked round to the other side of the bed and laid on it, despite the fact he was on it too. He came closer to me, as I felt cold and sick. He put his arm around me, pulling me into him. I gasped. I looked up at him with a smirk as he was singing twinkle twinkle little star.

"I'm not a baby, you know?" I said.

He ignored me and carried on singing.

"How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle twin-" I cut him off. "Stop singing. I am not a damn baby." I yelled. "You are to me, babe." He winked.

I started to become tired and I wanted this night to be over. I closed my eyes, aware of him in a hugging position and drifted off asleep.

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Joseph's pov (kidnapper)

I watched her sleep like a baby. She was well cute. Her soft breaths of hair were light. I wrapped her up in a blanket and kissed the top of he forehead. She felt so smooth. I got off the bed and walked towards the door, closing it behind me and locking it. I felt so guilty. I didn't want to be the kidnapper anymore. I just wanted to give her back. My sister reminds me of her and she was cute too. Why did I do this? I just need to prove to her, I'm going to be harmless now and hopefully we can actually live together like father and daughter...wait...what am I saying!? I am her kidnapper and I'm going to keep her without any permission. She'll do what I say or she'll take the punishment.

I walked into the kitchen and got myself a small chocolate bar. I want to keep my shape how it is. Keep all my strong mucles and my six pack. I took a bite of it and made myself a glass of orange juice. I never normally have orange juice but I want to be good looking for Delilah. I winked at myself in the mirror and went into the living room. It seemed peaceful. Daisy was fast asleep, it was night, it was like heaven. I took out form sheets that the adult at the orphanage gave me. There were tons of information about Delilah that I had not known and I apparently had to look after her well..

'Name: Delilah Smith.

Age: 12.

D.O.B: 08/03/01

From: Britain, England.

Problems;

Delilah has issues at the Orphanage that she may overcome in a different school and home if you take on the role of the Father. She suffers from shyness. She is extremely shy unless she feels like she's in danger, she'll defend herself and be too mischievous. She gets bullied at the home by a group of people. My care workers haven't done anything about this situation, so you'll have to. She did get abused by several staff who are now fired. That's why she is not confident enough and she is scared of anyone who goes too close to her. She also has allergies such as; Daffodils, Bleach and Tomatoes.

Please take extremely good care of her and bring her back at 11:00am. If you have done a good job, you'll get to look after her for a week and if you accomplish that, you'll get to adopt her. We just want to be certain you're good enough and you can look after her well with these problems.

Thank you,

Katie Jane. (Head Care worker and Social Worker)'

What. Daisy has the same birthday as me! We could celebrate together! I grinned at the thought and ticked the boxes agreeing that I would do what it said. I put it back in the envelope and put it on the table. I got up and checked how Daisy was doing. She was still fast asleep. I smiled and went to bed myself. I had better have a goodnight because I really don't want to give Delilah back and I have to plan if I am or not.

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Daisy's pov

I woke up to the smell of toast. I pulled the quilts off me and headed for the door. Then I realised. He would of locked me in. I sighed and sat on the bed. I was still in my clothes from yesterday. I walked over to my bag and grabbed my clean clothes. He had better not come in whilst I'm in the middle of changing because I certainly don't want him to see me naked. I took my top off, keeping close eye on the door and shoved my other top on. Phew. I got the rest of my clothes on quickly and brushed my hair which was extremely knotty. Ouch! The pain of ripping through the knots were deadly. I let out a yelp as I brushed the biggest knot in my hair. What the hell happened to my hair last night? After brushing I heard the door unlock and the kidnapped walked in. I didn't know his name yet..

"Good morning!" He cheerfully said.

"Morning." I mumbled.

He pulled a straight face.

"What's wrong?"

I shook my head. "Nothing."

He smiled. "Well come into the kitchen, I've made breakfast." He laughed.

I pulled a tiny smile and walked to him. He led me the way and I was followed to a massive kitchen. I couldn't remember if I had been here before but it was beautiful. Not what I expected. He pulled out a chair and offered it. I sat down and he placed toast in front of me...I couldn't eat it. I didn't feel hungry at all. I picked up the toast after saying thank you and bit into it. Mmm, it was nice but I felt sick. That's when I realised it was the day I was going back home! I felt excited as a burst of energy filled me as I stood up. The kidnapper looked up at me quickly as he pulled a face.

"What?"

I shook my head and sat back down. I knew he would try to threaten me to answer him like he always did. That's his way of getting his own way and to be honest, it was quite amusing.

"Ok." He mumbled. Woah! He didn't threaten me after all. What's wrong with him today. Ah, I'm going back so he's bound to be moody! I better be nice though. Moody people are quite vicious.

After finishing my breakfast I thanked him and sat quietly, not knowing what to say. I checked the time. 10:00am. I still had an hour to go so I had to make the most of it. I leant over and switched the radio on. My favourite song was on! Little Mix, DNA.

"IT'S IN HIS D-D-DNAAAAA." I sung. I didn't get to finish the song as he turned it off.

"Be quite! Neighbours are sleeping!" He yelled. What. Was there neighbours? Oh my! This was my chance of escaping! I had to scream 'help' as loud as possible, so it would wake them up and they'd come to my rescue! I took a deep breath.

"HEEELPPPP! I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HELP! PLEASE!" I shouted. I watched as the man came behind me and covered my mouth with his hand. He wasn't liking this.

I pulled the evilest smirk ever before licking his hand. I always do that to people who gag me with hands. It makes them go away. He pulled a straight face though and whispered in my ear.

"Babe. They won't save you." He winked while laughing. Why does he always call me 'babe'? It's really disturbing if you ask me.

"Well, babe. They won't need to because I'm going back home today." I said sarcastically. He gave a sigh before pulling my back into his chest. What was he doing? Ugh, he was hugging me.

"That kiss was mmm, maybe we can finish it off?" He said in my ear. I shivered. Hell no. Never, ever, ever! I swung my elbow into his chest before walking to the other side of the room. He gave me a scary look and walked towards me. This was my chance! I ran to the door, shaking it like crazy. He was already chasing after me and managed to catch me. This was a game to him. He laughed before kissing my cheek.

"You're so sweet." I heard. Naw, he can't. He can't keep me as a prisoner! To me, he's like a pedophile! He needs to stop. Though he was damn sexy. Ugh. Could my life get any worse? I've been suffering through child abuse, bullying, kidnapping and I ain't going to go through rape.

I walked towards the dungeon and just laid on the bed. I hoped the time would go fast but it felt like 5 minutes every minute.

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BONJOUR! I FORGOT I DIDN'T PUBLISH THIS CHAPTER. SO I'M SORREH.

This Joseph kidnapper guy is a real creeper, isn't he?

Ahahahahahahahahahaha.

Enjoy and C'yah!