I have an announcement to make: This is the last chapter of Kidnap My Heart (if you didn't figure that out already) and to all

I have an announcement to make: This is the last chapter of Kidnap My Heart (if you didn't figure that out already) and to all my readers IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR A VERY LONG TIME! IM SUCH A BAD PERSON! No, I'm not that bad, but I am sorry to keep you guys waiting. I have a very good reason and it's pretty simple: homework. I am not even kidding. I had so much homework that I had to stay up till midnight and I didn't even finish it all! That was my first time ever staying up to do homework and hopefully my last. Anyways thank you all who reviewed and read my story, this is my first time getting multiple reviews. Also after chapter five is done I'm thinking about writing an epilogue that will be in this chapter right after chapter is done. If you do not see an epilogue then I did not write one for I could not come up with anything to say. Okay so now that that is over here is chapter five you finale!!

Chapter 5

It had been a week after Elliot had told me about his brother. We were sitting at the kitchen table happily eating dinner. He had cooked tonight (big surprise) and it was actually pretty good. His roasted potatoes were mouth watering. I was busy stuffing my mouth with them when Elliot cleared his throat. He was smiling wickedly.

"I see you like the potatoes." I swallowed the mouthful and took a gulp of water.

"Yeah, they're delicious."

"Thank you. Peter taught me how to make them." I raised an eyebrow.

"Peter? Your secretary?" Elliot nodded. "It's weird enough he's your secretary," I muttered.

Elliot chuckled looking amused. Then at once his face was serious.

"Chelsea, I have something rather important to tell you."

"Okay, I'm listening." He got up from his seat and proceeded to get down on one knee. My fork dropped out of my hand as I sat frozen in my seat.

"Ever since that night when I told you about my past there has been something inside of me ready to burst. It made me realize that I just don't want to be the guy that you screw every nigh. I want to be the gut that makes you laugh and smile. The one that's always there for you, to comfort or support you when you need it. I want us to be in a real relationship, where you know that I'll always be there beside you."

My heart was picking up speed with each word he said. The back of my eyes was burning from me trying to keep the tears at bay.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that, well… Chelsea, I love you."

I couldn't speak. My lips were stuck together as if I had smeared super glue over them. I just sat there as Elliot waited for me to say something, anything. And yet I couldn't. Impatience for waiting for my reply blazed in his eyes.

"Chelsea?" Finally I was able to speak.

"Huh?" That was my ingenious answer.

"I said I love you. Didn't you hear me?" I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Yes, I did." My voice was in a whisper filled with tension.

"Well?" I didn't look at him when I answered.

"I'm sorry Elliot, but I don't love you. I always thought of our relationship as two people who had a good time with each other regularly. I never thought about anything more. I'm sorry."

At first his face was red and swollen and there was a fierce anger in his eyes. For a second I thought he was gonna lose control or explode. Then very calmly his face turned back to normal, but it was emotionless and stolid.

"I can't believe I actually thought you were different. Even worse is me thinking you loved me. Guess I was wrong, guess I was at everything."

And with that last statement hanging in the air torturing me, he left without a backward glance. When he shut the door silently and I was sure he was gone I sank down onto to the floor, laid my head, and wept.

I arrived at Natalie's house three days later (Thursday) my hair a mess, my skin looking unhealthy, and my clothes askew. I went just like this to work where Lisa told me to go home and take a bath because apparently I stink. The door opened to reveal Natalie in her comfy clothes and a box of Ben & Jerry's cookie dough ice cream.

"Chelsea? What happened to you?"

She led me in and sat me on the couch putting the ice cream in my hands. I scooped up a big amount of cookie dough and popped it in my mouth.

"Chelsea, tell me what happened." It wasn't a question anymore, it was a demand. So I told her everything starting from the very beginning. I left out no details even when I told her about the sex details she just sat there and listened like a good and loyal friend. I also told her how much I love him. I love Elliot so much it hurts me not to be with him. When I was finished she sat there grinning.

"Chelsea I'm so happy for you! You've found love, never mind the fact that he's a rapist and a murderer. That's all in his past now, right. I mean he gave it up just to be with you."

I looked at her surprise by her response. "Natalie you don't understand. I threw it all away. I gave up the chance to be with him and all because I'm a coward."

"What are you talking about?" Tears rolled over my lashes and spilled onto my cheeks.

"I told him I didn't love him because I had never felt that way so strongly about a person before and it scared me. To think that all this time I was waiting for love to show up and now that it has I'm terrified. There's also the fact that he's a rapist and not to mention a murderer! When that thought went through my mind I hated myself. To fall so low as to fall in love with someone like him. But then that confused because why would I hate myself knowing about his past and then be in love with him. It's so damn confusing and terrifying!"

I broke down in sobs, the tears flying everywhere even into the box of ice cream I was clutching in my hand. I couldn't stop myself from crying, the emotions from the past three days catching up to me.

"Natalie I'm such a c-coward that I m-moved out my apartment. I-I guess I need a change of scenery."

Natalie sat scooted over right beside me and pulled me into an embrace. I held on tightly while my persistent crying soaked through her shirt.

"Chelsea what he did is wrong I will agree with you there, but from the way you described him I can't tell if he's such a bad guy. There is a difference between cruel acts and cruel people. And besides you can't help who you fall in love with."

She lifted my head and smiled at me. I hugged her tight as I wondered how I had gotten such a great friend.

I let go of her and smiled in what seemed like forever. "I'm going to go visit my mom. She won't expect a thing since I'm coming around Christmas time."

"Well that's good you need some time to think and get some rest. You look exhausted, but in the meantime why don't you go take a shower because you are in need of one."

I laughed and jumped up to do just that. "Oh Natalie before I forget could you pick up Thatcher and a few boxes from my apartment?" I'm leaving early tomorrow morning and I won't have time to put the boxes in storage."

"So you're asking me to watch/baby-sit Thatcher and put some boxes in a storage room?"

I nodded. "Yep, that's pretty much it."

"Sure I haven't seen Thatcher in a long time. I don't mind babysitting."

I smiled. "Great. Here's the key to the storage room." I said tossing the key to her.

"Alright so what time are you leaving?"

"Well, the plane leaves at 8:30 a.m. so I'll be leaving here at 7:00 a.m."


"Yeah, I'm gonna go take a shower now I'm starting to smell myself." Natalie laughed as I hurried to take a shower.

The next morning I woke up at seven so I could catch the plane to Georgia at eight-thirty. My mom lived in Powder Springs, Georgia. It is my home town where I grew up and lived most of my life. At age eighteen I left to attend a university in New York since I've wanted to live in the big city. That's where I met Natalie and began my life as an adult. Now I was going back to Georgia to see my mom with my tail between my legs. I boarded the plane feeling calm and relaxed. Putting on my shades, I sat back in my seat (which was by the window), and got comfortable for the long ride home.

Back to Natalie

I awoke to soft purring from Fisher. A smile graced my lips.

"Hey cutie." I said kissing Fisher's nose and jumping out of my bed. I couldn't help but feel jittery and excited about my date with Luke today. From all the excitement about Chelsea falling in love I forgot to tell her. Knowing Chelsea her jaw would have hit the ground in disbelief. Getting dressed in my burgundy sweat pants and black top, I hummed to myself. Oh yeah I was definitely in a good mood. I pulled on my black sneakers and a coat as I stepped out of my room and down the hallway. I didn't see Chelsea as expected. Speaking of which, I grabbed the key to the storage room, my purse, and hurried out the door. I was at Chelsea's place in approximately fifteen minutes. Opening the door with my own key I stopped short to see a guy standing in the middle of the now empty living room. What the hell?!

"Um, how did you get in here whoever you are?"

The guy turned around. He had sleek and shiny black hair and a pair of the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen on a guy. He had smooth olive tan skin that held no blemish and a very cute, delicious looking mouth.

"I got in through the bathroom window. Chelsea always leaves it open. Are you Natalie?"

Oh crap, this guy knew my name!

"Yeah and you are?" I said using my Brooklyn accent trying to be tough.

He smiled politely. "I'm Elliot. I'm sure Chelsea has told you about me."

I nodded my head dumbfounded. So this was the infamous Elliot. He sure was hot!

"Yeah she has. So you're the cold hearted killer that turned into a big softie."

His smile grew wider, but creepier. I found him suddenly in front of me. Wow, this guy has some fast reflexes.

"Don't underestimate me." I laughed right in his face.

"I can definitely see the change in you. You are not in any way evil."

I laughed even harder when I saw his facial expression. Apparently he wasn't expecting my reaction. I wiped a tear away from my eye. Elliot brightened and grinned.

"If I wasn't in love with Chelsea I would take you around the block."

That got me to shut up. "Pervert," I muttered under my breath.

"So uh…where is Chelsea?"

"Oh she's in Georgia." Elliot's eyes popped out of his head. "She's moving to Georgia!?" He shouted hysterically.

"Oh no, no, no, no!" I say waving my hands around frantically. "I meant she's staying Georgia visiting her mother. She's just moving out of this apartment into another…in New York."

He seemed to calm down. "So, Georgia huh?" He said giving it a thought. I smirked getting an idea.

"Yeah, and if I wanted to get technical I would say Powder Springs, Georgia 146 Cradle Drive, 31027." We both smiled at each other.

"I think we are going to get along just fine." Elliot walked out the door and I was left there with a smile on my face.


Two days since I left New York, two very long days. I miss New York, Natalie, Thatcher, the children at the hospital and Lisa. I even miss my new apartment which I have yet to move in to. There was a knock on my old bedroom door. My mom came into my room without my reply and sat on the bed. My mother was a dark plump woman who was in her forties but still looked good. She had soft features and a short hairstyle that was shorter than my bob.

"Honey, I am concerned. You've been moody every since you got here. What's up?"

I sighed. I knew this was coming for I have been quite moody lately. I didn't bother saying anything because I didn't really know how to put it. How am I suppose to tell my mother that I have fallen in love with a used to be rapist and that I am a coward for running away? Yeah, not gonna happen.

"Well if you are not going to talk to me then get out of my house."

That snapped me out of it. "What?" I asked totally confused.

"Don't 'what' me cause I know you heard me, so get to steppin'."

She smiled at me sweetly before walking out of the room. Shrugging my shoulders, I got up from my bed and put on my shoes. I grabbed the keys to mom's truck and zipped up my coat. Climbing into the truck, I cranked it up and pumped up the heat. It was cold out there.

Even though it was cold outside, I decided to hang out at the neighborhood park. There were only a few kids there bundled in their jackets and coats. I got out of the car and immediately went to sit on the swings. I sat there shivering. Maybe if I…There was a sudden push and I found myself swinging forward. I looked back to see…Elliot. I gasped fully surprised to see him here. I got up from the swing.

"Elliot, what are—?" I was cut off by his lips. Oh to hell with it, I am going to tell him how I really feel.

"Elliot, I love you too and I am sorry I didn't say it before, I was just being a coward. But I am not running away anymore. I have come to realize that what you did, I don't care about anymore. You're right, it's a turn on for me and I can't help myself. I love you."

"You don't know how happy I am to hear that."

I smirked and pushed myself up against him, "Why don't you show me?"

He smirked devilishly as he wrapped his hands around my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled me extra close if that was even possible and finally he kissed me. It was okay for me to love him even with his naughty past. How could I not when he kidnapped my heart?


In the end everything turned out great. Elliot and I moved into his apartment which was much bigger than mine. I had to sell the other apartment I bought, which I didn't mind at all. I really didn't like it that much. After Natalie went on her date with Luke (yes my jaw did drop when she told me he said yes) they went out again and after a few more successful dates, became a very happy couple. As for me and Elliot, after two yeas of being together he popped the question and we were married on the same day we met. Not long after that did I become pregnant and you wouldn't believe how ecstatic Elliot was. On August 11th after 14 hours of excruciating labor I gave birth to a healthy and beautiful baby boy. Elliot was in tears (we got that on camera) and named him Johnathon for his little brother and James as the middle name from his father. We were able to bring him home two days later. Natalie threw a small celebration at her and Luke's place. Her wedding ring was twinkling in the light from her recent marriage with Luke. I just sat on the couch while Elliot held Johnathon in his arms beside me. Leaning back I looked at the picture before me. So this is what loves all about.

Well, that's the end of it. Thank you all who read and reviewed. You made my story a hit (to me you did). Sorry I didn't tell you all before that I had only had five chapters for this story. I knew if I went over that this story never would have gotten done. Plus I didn't think you all would keep reading. Thank you all for you have been an amazing audience!! Peace Out!! – J-flo