What's a Riddle?

Tom

She seemed so dark and quiet when I first kidnapped her. But from the damage she's done to her room. It's going to take some money to fix this. We sat down to eat breakfast, and she was refusing to eat. I've always wanted to be like my father. To be the cruel rich and powerful ruler who kidnaps people and is evil toward them. "Eat your fucking food!" "I'm not hungry." I wanted to say something else to her to force her to eat, but I just chose to leave her alone. "Your room will be finished by later in the afternoon. So if you want to take a nap I'll have to show you where you can take it." "There's more to this place?" Her voice so soft. "Yes.. much more. When you live underground you have much space. But you don't have to worry about dirt." "What are you planning to do since I'm no longer in class?" "I thought nobody cared about you." "They don't, but the teachers always make sure I attend class." "My father has already sent a letter to the school that you were sent home. And that you won't be returning back to Hogwarts any time soon." "That seems fake." "Darling, they're all idiots. They won't care to ask more questions." It took some time, but she eventually gave in and ate some of the food. The look on her face made me smirk. I could tell she loved the food. "Is it good?" She didn't answer, and just continued to eat her food. I'm guessing that's her way of saying yes.
    After she was all done with her food she put slammed her plates on the table to get my attention. "What's the problem darling?" "Where's my fucking journal?" "It's with me." "I want it back you prick." "I'll think about giving your book back. But I think that book is your only way to stay stable. I think you should find other ways to cope with your problems." "Like what? What the fuck am I supposed to do?!" She stood up from the table and threw her plate at my head. I ducked quickly, and she started screaming at me. "That book is my fucking life!!!! I don't expect you to understand because you have no idea what it's like to hide your feelings in a motherfucking book!" "I read some of the pages in journal. I didn't expect the first person for me to kidnap would be a mentally unstable girl." "Maybe you shouldn't have fucking kidnapped me, and you wouldn't have to deal with me!!!" "Stop yelling. You will wake up the basilisk." "I don't fucking care if I wake up your stupid pet!" "You should. He's a monster, and I wouldn't want to get him angry." "Why? What's he going to do? Kill me?!" "He might if you don't shut your mouth, and sit down!" She hesitated for a moment, but she sat down in her chair and gave me a death stare. "I'm getting you some brand new clothes." "I don't want anything from you." "Would you rather wear the same clothes every single day? I know what type of person you are Roxy. You don't like the same things every single day. I'm being nice to you. If I wanted to I would chain you up in the basilisks chambers. Don't test my kindness, or I will make your experience torture." She starred at me again, but this time she gave no emotion. She sat there in silence while I read her every move. When she's anxious she plays with her rings, and when she's trying to not grab the knife next to her she spins the spoon on the table over and over again.
     After we ate, we both went to the couch to do some reading. While I was watching her read. I was about four feet away from her, and I'll have to admit I couldn't stop staring. She had gorgeous legs, and my dress shirt were right above her knees. I saw a few scars on her collar bone which I'm assuming was from an accident or from her own hand. Her hair was gorgeous as well. She was so beautiful, and had a sexy look to her. She was just wearing my shirt, and I was a little bit turned on. "What the fuck are you looking at?" She shouted. "I'm looking at my dress shirt." "Why? Do you want it back?!" "I have many dress shirts, but if you want you can give it back." "Fuck you!" "Would you like a tour?" "A tour?" "It's when you take someone around a place and-." "I know what a fucking tour is!" "So that's a yes?" "Yeah sure." "Wonderful. Get up." We walked up a few flights of stairs so she could get to see the entire place. But as always, she started to run her mouth. "Like you're such a fucking pathetic piece of shit. Your side needs me to get more people... that's just said." "I'm just following orders. She laughed. "What could possibly be funny?" "Never mind." "No. Tell me!" "You follow orders around from your daddy... you're such a daddy's boy." She was a little ahead of me but still by my side, and in my reach. The second after she made that snide comment, I grabbed her by the throat and yanked her around pushing her against the wall. I also made sure to choke her a little. "Don't you ever talk to be like that again. If you ever do that I will fucking hurt you." She looked into my eyes while she was trying to say something. "You're a fucking asshole!" "And I would suggest you don't give anymore comments like that again or I will be more violent with you." Before pushing away from her I had to admire her. She was still wearing my dress shirt, but it rode up a little. I did everything I could to not look down, but when I pulled away from her I saw a glimpse of her knickers. Before walking away she got in my face. "I fucking hate you!"