Reagan Point of view
Meeting the kidnapper

Am I getting tired of being here in this abandonment warehouse that feels like prison to me? Yes of course I am yet here I am hoping that whoever this stalker is will get back what this man reaped.

I am definitely most certainly that it is a big cold bad dishes of karma for hurting me or other innocent people because clearly this man is deranged and nothing else can fix his hollow heart or mind that prey on the weakness of people.

"Good morning and it finally nice to see you are awake" a man voice said stepping closer to show him face with a jagged scars on one side of his cheeks and he looks like is in his forty.

I am really thinking about punching that ugly smirk off his face but I cannot move my body because my hands and feet are both chained up to the walls.
"What do mean good morning because when I wake up today I definitely do not expect to see me lock up into chambers." I said to the hideous man who is I think is my kidnapper or he could work for my kidnapper.

I couldn't stand the stretch of my kidnapper smirk when he blows his cigarette smoke out directly in front of my face coming out of his mouth.

"What makes you tick babydoll?"ask my kidnapper as he plays with his swift pocket knife and admiring it.

Oh boy my kidnapper is most definitely a psycho path but I want to know what makes him tick or get underneath his skin.

"Do you really want to know what makes me tick?" I ask my kidnapper slightly lift my head up a little bit more to see his dark brown eyes that colour change into charcoal black sinister eyes.

He drops the burnt ends of his cigarette and stump it with his left leg to get rid of the lit piece which still has fire on it.

"Are you really going to tell me or is it that you are wasting my time on this because you are trying to buy your friends some more time to come rescue you?"my kidnapper ask me getting more vexed than before because I'm not going to give him the answer that he wanted.

I have to think of something so cunning and clever like psychology to get into the kidnapper brain even though this might seem as tricky as it is right now however, I am willing to risk all for everyone safety even if it will jeopardise my own safety.

"No , what me ? never I will tell you what makes me tick but first you have to tell me your name?"I ask my kidnapper trying to negotiate some terms with him.

I know it is like making deals with the devils but if you know anything else about me then you will know that I don't like to lose any game that I have ever play.

"Well if that is the case then I will tell my name but only under one circumstances"My kidnapper said to me and it is a shame that someone who has such a pretty face has such an ugly stone cold heart that is probably made out of charcoal.

My boyfriend Cohen is super good looking, cute , talented, sweet, funny, a genius and have such amazing personality which is a totally bonus for me.

"Please enlightened me by telling me about the circumstances of you telling me your name" i said to my kidnapper faking my smile so much that it actually hurts also two can play at this game because I feel like we are Tom and Jerry.

I know that I am playing a dangerous game with my kidnapper however ,I can not let him see my vulnerable side.

if I learn anything from my mum  is to always show a poker face because people tends to read your thoughts, feelings and emotions through your body language.
"First you have to tell if your friends are coming to rescue and secondly,you have to help me get your mother Stella Marie smith to yes to me when I will ask her to marry me" my kidnapper said to me listening off a list things that he wants me to do.

I laughs at what he is saying to me because it sounds like a ridiculous jokes thinking that I can ever make something like that to  happen and my mum wouldn't go for someone like him.
"Okay let me get this straight! You practically need my help to set you who is my kidnapper by the way up with my mum and I don't know if my friends are going to come rescue me" I said to my kidnapper thinking that he is very delusional to come up with these thoughts or ideas.

My kidnapper take one threatening step forward from out of his chair to me yet decided against hurting me himself and instead get his men to do all his dirty work for him.
"Tsk tsk don't play with me pretty girl because If I were I would not take playing these games lightly when your life is on the line here" he said seriously to me like his eyes are staring right into my soul and then he suddenly walks away calling his hitman to beat me up.

My kidnapper is a officially a complete lunatic ,completely derange and pathetic man because he knows that he can't hurt me himself if he love my mother then he wouldn't do anything like this that would hurt her or her only daughter.
"Aw what a shame because I like playing games that I know that I am good at and are you afraid of losing?" I ask my kidnapper which this time I can tell that he is about to crack more than ever.

This means that my plan is working after all , reading all this mysteries book or thriller helps me to get on his nerves and make him get more than before.
"Reagan darling if there is one that you should know is that game maker never lose at their own games and the answer to your question my name is Norris"Norris said seriously cunningly to me.

I rolled my eyes out of habit when someone annoyed as much as this Norris my kidnapper do and Norris surely does like to think so highly about him with his ego the size of a balloon with anymore helium it will blow up.
"I doubt that Norris.I really do doubt that"I said bravely to Norris.

Norris smile wickedly at me once again before actually walking out of the room for a dramatic exit.

My exact thought was what a drama queen , he really did a reality check before one hits him on the head one day and I will be there sitting down eat M&Ms like it is popcorn laughing at Norris downfalls.