The blood in my veins turned cold. He said I should trust him. He promised my safety, but he lied. Sleep with him? No way. When would I finally realize most criminals did not have a decent bone in their body? They weren't like my cousin.
"You told me to trust you," I said, with the last remaining bit of my breath.
Frankie's lips turned into a straight line as he stood up from his chair in a haste, the anger rolling off him. "I'm getting annoyed at your lack of trust in general."
My eyes widened, and I leaned back further in the chair as he towered over me. "Dude, you kidnapped me!" Who trusted their kidnapper? Even I wasn't that dumb.
"How long until you move past that part?" Frankie asked, blinking quickly as if he couldn't believe I was still upset about the kidnapping part.
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