Rescue Me (Story For Contest By TeamJacobLuvsMj)

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Chapter 1

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Rosalina Marie Watsworth hurried down the empty hallway.

"Mother! Mother!" she called. She picked up the front of her light pink dress, and sped up, only slightly.

"Rosalina..." a whisper dragged from her right. The girl stopped abruptly. Being
only of the age 17, her childish curiosity took over. Dropping her dress, she stepped quietly over to the door.

"Rosalina, get away from there!" someone shouted, and Rosa turned around, a
hand to her chest.

"Mother! Why you scared the life out of me!" she told her, exasperated.

"What are you doing out of your quarters? These are dangerous times!" he
mother told her, grabbing onto her arm and pulling her back down the long
corridor.

"I was looking for you, Mother. Where had you gone?" she asked, looking innocently at her mother.

"I was away only for a moment, nothing for you to be worried about." she said stiffly, only looking ahead. She came to Rosalina's door, and twisted the knob. There was a loud bang, and Rosa was pulled to the ground.

"The girl is mine Lina." the man said, and Rosa glanced up.

"Leave my daughter alone!" Mother shouted, and held onto her daughter tightly.
There was a ringing in the air, and her mother collapsed to the ground.

"Mama!" Rosa shouted, choking up and tears running down her cheeks. The man grabbed onto her arm, and yanked her up roughly. "Leave me alone!" she shrieked, kicking and hitting, but nothing would make the grip on her arm loose.

He pulled her down the hallway, passed her now deceased mother, and then
closed doors of uninhabited rooms. He pulled her to her right sharply, and opened the door her mother had pulled her from.

"Rosalina..." the same voice moaned. She screamed as the man bound her in

rope, but then was cut short by a rag being tied across her face. The man bent down to tie her ankles together, but she kicked him in his nose, and jumped up and ran as quickly as she could to the door, ramming against it.

The man recovered before she could get the door loose. She tried screaming past the gag, but nothing was working. Tears clouded her vision, and she wiggled and he pushed her back into her seat. He got her feet tied, and he
picked her up, and walked calmly over to the window.

Rosalina looked wide-eyed at the man. Did he realize they were on the 3rd floor? Why did her even want her in the first place? He peeked out the window
quickly, and then threw her out. She screamed through the rag, but then stopped when she landed with a thud, in the arms of another man.

"Rosalina..." he groaned, and then broke into a hearty laugh, and a broken toothed grin. She stared at him as if he were crazy. He tossed her again, and she lanes with another thud. She looked up at this man, as he walked to a
truck, and tossed her in the back. He crawled in with her, and then slammed the
doors shut.

He was quite handsome, if she did say so herself. He hand dark brown, if not
black, hair and light green eyes, a strange combonation. Very different from her
glossy blonde hair, and brilliant crystal blue eyes. The man removed the gag from her mouth, but she remained speechless.

"Well are you going to say anything?" he asked, confused.

"Your name." she comanded.

He laughed loud and obnoxiously. "Your not royalty anymore." he said roughly, glaring at her. She stared shocked. She has never been this disrespected
before.

"You will untie me and return me home!" she shouted, squirming and rolling
around.

"You will sit still and shut your mouth!" he responded, and she immediately did what he said. She looked away from him, and stared at the doors, waiting for
them to open.

"Listen, girl," he sneered, leaning forward, and lowering his voice. "I can get you out of here, but you have to trust me." he said, and his face grew soft. Rosa felt herself wanting to believe him, but she didn't know what to do.

"Alright." she whispered, looking into his eyes. He nodded at her, and then
leaned back against the wall of the van. She leaned back as well, and waited for the moment when she could fight back.

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"Rosalina. Our time has come." the man said, leaning forward and shaking her
slightly.

"My I atleast be honored with your name?" she asked, leaning forward.

"Jonathon." he said, and then cracked a smile. She nodded her head and then waited for his instructions.

"Just follow me." he said, and then took out a knife. She stared horrified, but then he cut the ropes around her arms and legs. The strands fell to the ground and she crouched down low, next to Jonathon.

"Can I see that?" she asked, quietly, glancing up at him.

"Sure." he slurred, and handed her the knife. She took it and cut off the bottom of the dress, leaving it at about the length of her knees. She handed the knife back, and stayed behind him.

The doors of the van opened, and Jonathon pulled her out, then pulled her against his chest and pit the knife to her throat.

"Nobody moves! Or else the pretty lady dies." he snarled, and Rosalina felt the blade press against her fare skin. Sweat began to bead on her brow, and she swallowed hard. She looked around, and everyone was starring shocked. "Drop the guns." he said, and everyone put the guns on the ground. He stared backing away with her, andthen threw her into a car. He jumped over the front and then got in, turning the ignition.

"Let's get out of here." he said, and then stepped on the gas and sped off down the road. It wasn't long before there were cars chasing them, and Rosalina pressed against her seat. She had not been out of the castle in a long while.

Jonathon careened down the road with grace and skill. The other cars folllowed, nor behind by much.

"How do we shake them off?" Rosa asked, looking back once more.

"I, my dear, always have a plan." he said, looking at Rosalina. For her beauty was more than they had described, and he had felt compelled to save her from the moment she landed in his arms. Jonathon quickly turned off of that road, and onto another, and pulled into an alley quickly. He stopped the car, and got out, and Rosa followed his example.

"Go inside and tell them Jonathon sent you. Your safe now." he said, and then kissed her forehead before getting back in the car and pulling out of the alley. She turned around and opened the thick door behind her. She found herself walking into a hotel of some sort, and she walked to a desk with a friendly face by it.

"Hello dear, how may I help you?" the kindly woman asked.

"Jonathon sent me." Rosa told her, and she walked out from behind the desk. She followed her down a hallway, and up somestairs before she stopped at a room.

"You shall be staying here." the woman said, and then began to walk away.

"May I please ask you name?" Rosalina asked politely before she could stray to far.

"Just call me Amelia, your highness." she said, coutseying slightly before walking back down the stairs. Rosa opened the door to the room, and stepped inside. She closed the door behind her and locked it. There was a pile of clothes on the bed, and she guessed it was so she would fit in better.

Rosa walked into the tiny bathroom and stepped in the shower for a moment, just to rinse off before stepping back out. She dried off quickly, and then dressed in the tight black jeans, and light blue frilly tanktop. Rosalina despised being in pants. She deserved to be dressed in the finest of gowns, but guessed no more.

Sighing, she walked out of the bathroom, and pulled on the heels that were sitting my the bed also. Rosa had never worn a pair that made her so tall.

There was a knock, "Rosalina, please open the door." Jonathon asked, and she walked over to the door briskly, opening it up. "They know where we are, we must leave this city immediately." he told her, and then grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door.

They went out a different door, and he led her to a motorcycle, the sporty Suzuki kind.

"I don't know if I feel safe on this." she told Jonathon as he handed her a helmet.

"Well your goning to have to." he told her, and then pulled her on. Rosa slipped on the helmet, and then he kicked the ignition and began down the rode. He squeezed the bike in-between cars, and they made there way out of the city.

Jonathon pulled onto a farm just a little while out of the city. He got off the bike, and pulled the princess with him. "You will stay here, where I know you are safe." he said, leading her to the door. He began walking away.

"Will I ever see you again?" Rosalina asked, making him stop in his tracks.

With a grin he replied, "We'll see."

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