"You are not going anywhere." He said, his tone firm.
Heaven gazed into his stormy eyes. She knew very well that fighting him was not a good idea, but she had to speak up.
"Why?" She asked. "I need to go home or my parents will worry."
Why was she explaining as if he would understand or care?
"I don't care."
Of course he didn't.
"I saved you. This is not how you repay someone, I saved your life so spare mine and we are done. I won't tell anyone that I released you. I promise."
For some reason, he found that funny.
"You can tell whoever you want. I am not scared of anyone. Now while I am being nice, go back in and sit down."
With a groan, Heaven went back into the room and sat down on the bed. Once her father came looking for her hell would break loose and someone would get hurt. So before that happened, she had to find a way to escape.
Or wait!
