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Super-Earth
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Feb 2, 2010
"There is no turning back now." Jason thought to himself as he had the scared girl in his car. He had convinced this girl, Aimee Jade, that someone he knew was planning on kidnapping her for money. This was a lie, his plan was to trap her in his basement and make her his loyal slave, and so far it was working.

"See that black car behind us? I think that is him." He said speeding up. Jason knew this was probably going to turn into a game of control early on, but he wanted to at least get her into his basement first. "Just play your part mark." He thought to himself.
 
  • Aimee Jade sat there, her slightly thick lips held tightly against each other, her teeth gently nibbling on her inner bottom lip. What did she do to get herself in this situation? She couldnâ??t help but think back to what could have caused her this trouble and still came up with nothing. Though she did attend college and took advantage of the great parties and free alcohol, she never got onto anybodies bad side or talked behind anybodies back. Thinking through her past boyfriends, she never ended them on a bad note, so there was no worry of a crazy ex boyfriend. As far as she was aware, there were no psychos, at least to her knowledge, that would kidnap her. Well, Jason convinced her otherwise, telling her about a guy from her English class and how he was incredibly crazy about her and offered this other guy ten thousand dollars to kidnap her and bring her to him. Though she wasnâ??t crazy good friends with Jason, she had no reason not to trust him, and his story sounded pretty convincing. Plus, he offered her his guest room at his off campus house for the night just so sheâ??d be safe. Seemed trustworthy, right?

    As Jason spoke, Aimee Jadeâ??s dark blue eyes flickered over to the side mirror, looking at the dim lights on the black car behind them. The sun was just setting, too dark to see inside of the black car behind them. She let out a soft whimper, lowering her head. Her dark crimson hair waved over her shoulder, reaching her mid back. The choppy bangs were swept to the side and covered up about half of her face.

    She was never considered much of a â??hottieâ??, but Aimee Jade was continuously referred to as cute. She was petite, standing at a short 5â?3â??. Though she wasnâ??t fat, she wasnâ??t incredibly skinny either, wearing 130 pounds rather well, giving her the perfect amount of curvature. She usually dressed in a pair of jeans and some form of t-shirt. Today was no different, with her favorite dark blue jeans hugging her legs and flaring out at her black wedge sandals. A black t-shirt caressed her torso, doing nothing to minimize the large c-cup breasts she was well endowed with.

    She looked over at Jason, biting her bottom lip sheepishly. â??Thanks, again. Justâ?¦just get me away from that guy.â? Her eyes looked over to the side mirror again, though her body was still faced straight. Tension was steaming from her body and her sweaty palms were enough to show how nervous and scared she was.
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Jason took a quick look over his shoulder at the car behind him, then at the girl beside him. She was scared to death, and she was trusting him. He was getting excited, but he hid it. "Don't worry, I may know him, but I will do anything to stop him. He is obsessed with you. Its sick!" The last he added with a yell.

Jason saw the turn for his house, and decided to make a very tight, very sharp turn into it to scare Aimee. "Hold on!" He said as he made the turn. As expected, the black car behind him went right on past, slamming on the brakes. "Good job mark." He thought to himself.

"We need to move." Jason said as he sped down the residential streets that were so convoluted, they were almost like a maze. As he approached his house, he hit his garage door button. Not waiting for it to go up all the way, Jason put the car in as it barely cleared the door, then quickly got out of his car and pulled the door release letting the door fall to the ground with a slam. "Not too dramatic jason." He thought to himself.

"Lets get inside quick." He said grabbing Aimee's arm.
 
  • Aimee Jadeâ??s eyes filled slightly with tears, she was completely and totally terrified and had completely entrusted her life with someone she was only partially friends with, more or less study partners, nothing more. Yet, he seemed to really care for her life and safety, why shouldnâ??t she feel content with him trying to rush her away from this supposed kidnapper? Oh, if she only knew.

    She would never let anybody see her like this. At school and in class she always made herself out to be the confident young woman sheâ??d tried to grow into. Many girls idealized her for being so comfortable with herself, and many guys, though never obsessive, made her aware that they found her attractive. If she was having a bad day and needed to let it out by crying or punching a wall, sheâ??d take the day off. To everybody else, she was perfect, they just didnâ??t know it was usually an act.

    As the car skidded on the turn, her body shifted towards Jason, the seatbelt holding her tight enough so their bodies wouldnâ??t touch. She let out a little squeak, mostly from surprise. She glanced in the mirror one last time before shouting out a happy â??yes!â? As Jason floored it through the neighborhood, Aimee Jade could hear his foot practically on the floor, and it only took mere seconds for them to pull into the small garage. She let out a sigh and undid her seatbelt, grabbing for her purse before Jason got to her door, pulling her out by her arm. She walked quickly with him into the house and once they were in, she heard Jason close and lock the garage door rather quickly. She let out a soft smile. â??I actually feel safer already.â? She pulled her purse up to her shoulder, her keys jingling audibly when they fell against her iPhone then hit what sounded like a bottle of pills, which was simply Asprin.

    â??Thanks,â? She repeated, smiling at Jason as she stepped further into the house, looking around. Sheâ??d never actually been into his house and was always interested in other peopleâ??s homes. What they hid in their room was usually what they hid in their personality.
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Jason led her into the house. He knew this part was the most vital to his plan, so he took his time. He would send Mark the signal when he felt that she felt safe around him. Part of him wanted to try and seduce her, try and do it right. But he knew that she would just end up leaving him like all the others. So this time, he made sure he would keep this one. He needed her to survive, or so he thought.

At 6'3 220 pounds, Jason commanded respect from just his size. He was not fat, but then again he was not skinny nor muscular. He had long black hair, down to his shoulders with brown eyes. He had a noticeable scar above his right eyebrow that gave him an edgy look. Occasionally when he was asked, he would joke around and say he was mugged and fought the guy off. In reality he was scratched pretty badly by a cat when he was 6.

Jason decided to sit Aimee down on the couch and let her relax with some tv. "Hey I am going to make some calls, try the police again if I have to, you want to sit tight for a while? Watch some TV to pass the time?"
 
  • Aimee Jade felt a bit nauseous, and though she tried to hide it her face became slightly pale. Her head was pounding as well, she felt incredibly sick. Her hand reached into her purse to fish out the bottle of Asprin, hoping it would at least relieve her of the headache she was having, if not maybe calm her nerves a bit. Twisting the top off, she let two of the small round pills fall into her palm before quickly dry swallowing them. Aimee Jade then followed Jason into the living room, where he led her to the couch.

    Graciously accepting the comfortable seat, she looked up and him. â??Yeah, thatâ??s fine. When you get back, could you bring me a glass of ice water, please?â? Her hand went up to her forehead as if to hold her head up or check how warm sheâ??d gotten. It was simply to try and relieve the dizziness. â??Stupid nerves,â? she grumbled, eyeing the remote for the television though not grabbing it. Instead, she went back into her purse to pull out her cell phone. Her finger slid against the screen and she brought up her text messages. Clicking on her best friendâ??s name, Aimee Jade started texting rather quickly.

    *Katie, listen, I heard from Jason that Mike from English was going all psycho and trying to kidnap me for money.

    She got a reply rather quickly.

    **WHATTHEFUCK!?!? U K? Whr R U?

    *Iâ??m staying at Jasonâ??s for the night, he offered me a place to sleep where Mike couldnâ??t find me. He wants to protect me; Sweet, right?

    **Awwwâ?¦.Tho sorta sketch if U ask me.

    *Yeah, well at least Mike canâ??t get me here.

    Her phone vibrated again, but just before she read the text, Jason walked back in. Aimee Jade looked up at him, her color having come back to her face a little bit. â??Did you make those calls? What did the police say?â?
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