PART 1
"I think i have the right to know. i might be able to help you."
"Its not important."
"Tell me."
"I said, ITS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!"
He pulled out the gun and pointed straight on my head. I didn't even flinch, but just tilted my head. He is a good guy. He could never shoot me.
He looked into my eyes for a second, and then pulled away his gun stowing it back in his pocket. Our eyes didn't meet for a moment, and there was utter silence in the car. Then he moved again, and turned the key in the ignition. The engine started, but we didn't move.
"I better get the money quick" he said, "Then we can both go home."
"sure," i said nodding my head, "but can i turn on the radio?"
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"What!" he hissed down the phone pay-phone. "what are you saying?!"
"Problem?" i asked, not looking up because i was in the middle of rapid tetris game on my ipod.
"he can't do it? Why the hell is he in prison?" he yelled ignoring me. I paused the game and looked up. This was different. Its was serious. "He was arrested for pissing out of a moving car? Idiot! No, I haven't got the bail money! That's why i kidnapped - No, no, i understand. I'll deal with it."
He hung up and banged his head against the pay-phone.
"Problem? Has your buddy let you down with something?" i asked tactfully, eating the bagel he'd bought for himself, already finished with the one he's bought for me.
He turned around and glared at me. Then he relaxed.
"I'll have to negotiate myself. I can't keep a hostage forever. I've already spent all my money on your food."
"Hey!" i said outraged.
"Where's my bagel?" he asked glaring at me.
I guiltily brushed the crumbs off my lap.
"Umm.. a big dog came and took it off me."
"A dog?"
"A big one."
He sighed.
"Look we have to stay in a hotel tonight, while I figure out what to say. Is that okay with you?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"you're the kidnapper here. I think you're calling the shots."
That's why I was about to book a luxury suite, with a guy I'd known for a couple of hours, int he Las Vegas Plaza.
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"Okay." I hissed, "If you want to get in without any suspicions, we have to pretend we are a couple."
"Why? Can't we just say we are related."
I gave a minute to look at ourselves. Him, black hairs and black shining eyes, me brown hairs and hazel honey eyes.
"Fine." he said giving in. "and i can't let you take a room separately. You might escape. But you seem to be incharge here. I thought I was the kidnapper."
"Are you paying for the room?" I asked.
He took another minute to glance at the hotel. It was beautiful, more like a palace than anything else. The gardens were tended and pruned, with beautiful flowers that looks exotic. There were some exquisite statues and fountains. The whole place screamed "EXPENSIVE HOTEL!"
"No," he said, giving in now as well. Now i'd gotten to know him, he seemed to be very passive for someone to be kidnap someone and ransomed them for money. He listening to me without arguing. And he barely ate anything. Just my type. "I'm not paying. But what I don't get is, if you have money, can't you just give it to me? Then we can go home. YOu must be having a credit card?"
I fingered the card in the pocket nervously. I really didn't want to go home.
"No," I lied "I don't have a credit card. I left it at my house, when you took me hostage. What I do have, is eight hundred bucks or so. That's not enough right?"
"You're right, that's not enought to bail out my friend." he said.
I'd meant, it wasn't enough for the thing that had made him want to kidnap me, not to bail his negotiator friend out of jail. Was that guy an idiot or something? Urinating out of a moving vehicle?! Being arrested for something like that did not scream " A GOOD NEGOTIATOR." But I said nothing. I'd gotten what i wanted. I was kidnapped just a little while longer. There was no reason to say anything.
So we both walked into the Hotel. I was used to glamour of hotels like this. But Maan probably wasn't. I thought he would say something to me like, "WOW, fantastic!, its big" or "Cool" or something sweet and naive.
To my surprise his hand went around my waist. His strong body made me shiver.
"HONEY, are you cold?" he asked, his eyes full of concern. I was about to ask W*F was he doing, when i remebered that we are acting.
"I am fine, Maanu." I said smiling and his concerned eyes were now filled with rage and anger, when i called him , "Maanu". It was easy to play-act with him. Especially acting like two teenagers dating. But i couldn't resist sliding one of my arms into the back of his leather jacket, so that i could feel better of his muscles through his polo. I was kind of cold.
To an observer , we were probably looking like two teenagers sharing a jacket.
"A deluxe suite, please." i said to the receptionist.
She smiled at us condescendingly.
"A hundred and fifty dollars, please."
I gave her few bills from the wad of cash that would be more than enough to pay for the whole week in this little hotel. Her smile disappeared, and she gave us the keys to our room.
We held hands until we reached the lift. Then we both let go at the same time.
"What room number is it?" he asked.
"523."
He pressed the 5th floor button, and the familiar lift sensation made my stomach turn. God, i loved lifts. As a kid I would go up and down lifts hundred times a day at my dad's office, waiting for him to finish his work.
We found the room, and immediately discovered the only hole to our little "let's pretend we're couple" plan.
There was only one bed.
Precap~~~ "I am sleeping on the bed, I am the kidnapper, i am in charge." he said.
"I paid." she protested.
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Edited by Harshitabedi - 12 years ago