This is chapter two of my new story Be Still. Hopefully people read this and leave a review! As this is my first story, I need constructive criticism. Just a note: I do not own the Lovely Bones at all, but my OC is my own! Enjoy this chapter!


I slowly came back into consciousness. Groaning, I opened my eyes and took in my sights, I was in some sort of cellar. Trying to figure out what had happened, I gasped. Mr. Harvey, a supposedly trusted neighbour, hit me over the head with something. Realising I was tied up; I tried to shuffle my way over to the nearest wall and wait for him, or someone to find me.

My head still ached from whatever blunt item had smashed it with, which made it hard for me to focus on staying awake. My eyes unwillingly closed. Minutes, or hours had passed before a loud slamming of the door shook me awake. Opening my eyes, I saw my perpetrator, George Harvey standing over me with a dark look in his eyes. Opening my mouth to speak, he quickly cut me off.

"My dear, I apologise for these circumstances but you can only blame yourself..."

Blame myself! Who the hell did he think he was? I wasn't the one who stalked a teenage girl and kidnapped her! Shaking with fury, I glared at the floor.

"When I first laid eyes upon you, I knew you would be mine, only mine."

His eyes held lust in them. This worried me, realising my situation I knew there was a small chance of me getting out alive. Letting tears fall I looked up at him, why was this happening to me? I hadn't even lived my life, I still hadn't had a chance to explore the world or even make love for the first time! Sure, I'd had a couple boyfriends but I knew I wasn't ready to lose my virginity in the back of a Chevy, or on my basement couch. I wanted roses, candles and soft music, cliché romance! I knew this would never happen to me now. I'd die a virgin, or worse, have it forced from me... Letting myself sob, I could hear a sigh.

"If things go my way without hassle, you'll have nothing to fear."

Crouching down, he looked at me. Lust filled eyes, with hints of curiosity, shifting all over my body and finally landing on my eyes.

"Kiss me."

Startled, I shook my head and shifted back as far as I could, a few centimetres. Anger filling his eyes, he repeated himself.

"Kiss me now, or face the consequences."

I couldn't! The fear and anger showed on my face, and without thinking it through I spat on him. Realizing what I had just done, I started to apologise.

"I'm so-"

Smack. My head flew to the side. Smack. I was hit again, but on the untouched cheek.

"I told you that you would face the consequences, and I will have you know that this is nothing yet."

Shaking, I apologised profusely.

"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to do that. Please, it won't happen again."

"Enough! I've heard your excuses and I'm already sick of them. I will be back later to give you your punishment."

And with that, he stormed out of room; bolting the door and by the sound of it, running up some stairs before opening and bolting another door. Oh god, there would be no way out for me apart from death. I couldn't accept this, I knew I had to find a way out and quickly! My hands were tied behind my back and my feet were bunched together tied with some sort of rope. Being a cheerleader, I knew I'd be able to twist and turn my body until my hands were in the front of me. It took ten minutes to get my hands in front of me, fifteen minutes to untie my feet and another twenty to undo my hands. Casting away the rope, I jumped to my feet and scattered to the door. I suddenly heard a noise outside the door, footsteps. There was no other way out, and there was nowhere to hide. Making up my mind, I knew what I had to do. I quickly grabbed one of the pieces of rope and wrapped a bit of it round my hand. The door opened and that's when I sprang into action. Running towards the door I whipped the rope at Mr. Harvey trying to get him around the head. Shocked, he ran towards me and grabbed me, struggling to get out of his grasp I did the only thing I could think of, knee him where it hurts! With a grunt, he reluctantly dropped his hold around me and cupped his manhood. Stepping round him, I ran towards the still-opened door and ran out of it. Immediately setting my sights upon the stairs, I ran towards them and up them. Once I got to the door, I realised it was bolted shut. Mr. Harvey must have the keys, damn! I suddenly heard slow, deliberate clapping, slowly turning around I glanced upon Mr. Harvey standing at the bottom of the steps, recovered from his attack.

"Well, well, well. It seems I have a tigress in my reach" He said, while giving me a mocking smirk and wink.