She forced me to eat it even though I said I wasn't hungry, cooing that I needed to grow up to be a big strong boy. Then she left me again and I tried to struggle against the ropes, my hand slipping slightly but she walked in and I flinched. She draped a blanket over my legs and kissed my he head before singing a goodnight song I hadn't heard in years, it was something my mum used to sing to me. Then she left and I struggled a little more but to no avail, I looked around for anything that I could use, anything that could help but the room was bare beside the desk and the bed. I sat trying to think but eventually I just passed out. When I woke up she was back, sitting across from me in a chair of her own and I jumped.
'Sorry, baby boy, I didn't mean to scare you.' She smiled and I tried to calm down. 'I just want to talk, tell me what you've been up to? Are you doing well in classes? I've been gone a while haven't I?' She looked really familiar when she was up close, I just couldn't figure out where from. 'Come on, don't be shy.' She smiled.
'Ah, classes are good, I applied for early applications to university.'
'That's great!' She smiled. 'You won't have to see that boy again. Wonderful.'
'What boy?' She looked at me, a strange look in her eyes.
'The one from the other day?'
'Which one?' I was going to make her say it, obviously she hated Lincoln for some reason.
'You know the one.' She said with a smile but I could feel the warning in her stare.
'No, I don't really remember his name.'
'That's okay, means we don't have to talk about him.'
'I think it started with an L right?'
She visibly flinched and the smile went from her face.
'Enough now.'
'No no, I think I remember... Lance? No, London? No, Lin... Lincoln.' I said his name with deadly precision and it caused her to snap, she slapped me across the face again and jumped at me, the chair falling back not able to take the weight and she tore at my chest like a wild animal until her nails tore the shirt and she stopped, looking at the hickeys and bite marks that covered my skin.
'What happened here?'
'What?'
'All these bite marks, all these bruises. Did someone hurt you?'
'No?'
'Then why are they here?'
'It's Lincoln's kink, when he bites me I get turned on and that makes him get turned on and then he fucks me good and hard until I can't stand.' She got this strange look on her face before standing up and walking away, she slammed the door and I heard it lock, leaving me laying on the floor I sighed out. If I had have known that my sex life with Lincoln would have broken her I would have started talking about it the moment I got here.
I'm not sure how much time passed, but I fell asleep twice after trying to stay awake as long as possible, she didn't come back and I could feel myself passing out once again when I heard noises. There was yelling and a lot of loud banging before the door was being unlocked and the crazy lady walked in, her hair roots were showing a mousy brown colour, she looked a little more crazy than normal.
'You, this is all your fault.' She growled at me, a sharp knife in her hand as she walked forward. A loud pounding started on the door and it startled her, she ran back behind me and held the knife to my throat. Panic crept along the knife and sunk into my skin as the pounding on the door continued.
'Let me in Patricia!' That... That's Lincoln's dad's voice. Thank you lord.
'MR-'
'Say another word and I'll slice your pretty little head off.' She whispered and I flinched, the knife pressing a little harder and creating a small cut, I felt a dribble of blood trickle down my throat as the door gave way and three officers including Mr. Mathews looking at me with a terrified look before it was his stoic police officer look.
