Cookie: A Narrative Fiction

“HELP! HE-” I start yelling but get cut of when a hand goes over my mouth, “Be quiet will you!” My captor yelled sounding worried.
Without thinking I stick my tongue out. “Gross” He yelled before letting go. I grinned in victory, before opening my mouth to start.
“Try something like that again and you will regret it” His tone now harsh and scary, causing me to be quiet. His hands returned to my sides as he guided me forward. “Don't touch me” I grumbled. “Is that up to you now?” He asked. I huffed in annoyance and I heard him chuckle. Then he stepped away from me and put his hand on my back and we started walking ahead. After twenty-nine and a half steps, yeah I counted, we came to a stop and I heard my kidnapper shuffling around before I heard
I found myself leaning in, just when his lips were about to touch mine when we were interrupted, “Will someone make me a sandwich!” Dustin yells. “Yeah just give me a minute!” My kidnapper yells back, “Why don't you put i a movie and I will make a sandwich and I'm get Dustin” He tells me. “Ok” I respond.
Two hours later we are sitting on the couch watching the credits on the screen after the movie is over and Dustin has fell asleep so the kidnapper takes him to bed and then we decide to watch another movie I remember something, “Wait! You still haven't told me your name” I tell him. “Maybe I'll tell you after the movie” He said smirking. “Maybe?” I ask “Ssshhh, the movie is starting” He tells me waving his hand in front of my face, I sit back pouting like a child. After a while of watching the movie we start to fall asleep and before the movie ends I end up falling asleep with my head on my kidnapper’s shoulder.
The next morning I wake up to the sound of the doorbell I also notice that me and the kidnapper fell asleep on the couch with my head on his shoulder and His head on mine. I hear the doorbell ring again and it wakes up my kidnapper so he goes to answer it and I follow him. When he opens the door I see a boy that looks a lot like my kidnapper but taller and older and he has luggage. “Hey Max” The kidnapper says. “Hey little brother” John replies as they
Before I can answer my kidnapper answers for me, “This is Grace my girlfriend” He says giving me a look, obviously his brother doesn't know about the kidnapping or anything else.
“Hi its nice to meet you” Max says holding his hand out to me and I shake it saying, “You too.”
“So are you ready for Christmas?” Max asks me, wait did he just say Christmas ,no, no, no, I had special plans with Josh and Jennifer.
“Wait how many days till Christmas” I ask
“Um, tomorrow is Christmas eve” He responds, oh no i won't spend Christmas with my friends. “I have to go home to my friends” I tell my kidnapper.
“No your not aloud to leave” He says sadly. “Why?” I ask angrily
“Because, you just can't” He says annoyed. “Fine, whatever, but I will get out of here” I tell him, but a part of me wants to stay with him. The next few hours I don't talk to my kidnapper and, for some reason, it hurts not to and I still don't know his name. I talked to Max and found out he was out of college for Christmas and he will