Lovers in California: Held For Ransom

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Tuesday 8am

I'd slept surprisingly well, considering everything that had happened. I was exhausted though, you don't realise how tiring it is to be tied up.

I was slowly waking up, and that's when I heard the door being unlocked. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Oh good, you're awake, good morning" he said in a jolly tone.

"Morning" I said in my deep, sleepy voice. I noticed he was carrying a tray and also a pair of grey jogger bottoms over his arm.

He came over to me and set the tray on the floor next to me, "here's your breakfast, but before you eat, do you need the toilet?"

I didn't really need it but I thought I best go while he's offering, plus I didn't need it through the night either. "Yes please" I said.

"Ok," he said while he got the key out of his pocket, "I've washed a pair of my new joggers, I've only worn them like once, but I thought you might want them instead of wearing your jeans" he said while unlocking the cuff around my ankle. "It's up to you though" he then added.

I smiled slightly, "thank you."

After he unlocked the cuff, he handed me the joggers and said I could use the toilet.

I went in there and I noticed he didn't lock the door, however he was probably still sat right outside. I did my business, flushed and washed my hands. I then put the joggers on. I chuckled slightly to myself because obviously they were a little big for me, but I just pulled the draw strings tight so they didn't fall down. I suddenly realised that I was now in some strangers joggers and wearing Nathan's checkered shirt.

I made my way back outside, he was now sitting on a chair, somewhat near my "bed".

He looked at me and chuckled, "sorry about them being a bit big, but that's all I could find."

"It's fine" I said chuckling back and walked over to my bed then sat down. I looked at the tray and saw he had put a bowl of porridge, a banana, and a glass of orange juice on there.

"Go ahead and eat," he said nodding his head towards the food, "you must be hungry."

"Yeah, thank you" I replied and picked up the bowl of porridge and started eating it. Good thing I liked porridge, huh?

After a couple of minutes, he asked "so what's your boyfriend's name?" I don't think he kind of knew what to do while I was eating.

I just looked up at him and after I had finished my mouthful I replied, "Nathan."

"How old is he?"

"35" I said. I noticed he shifted slightly, I don't think he was expecting to be dealing with anyone older than him.

"Hmm, and what's your name?"

"Isabelle, but I get called Belle a lot."

"That's a pretty name."

"Thanks" I said and put the now empty bowl back on the tray and grabbed the glass of orange juice.

"So how long have you and Nathan been together? If you don't mind me asking."

"Uh..." I thought, "about 6 years now."

"Oh wow, that's good, you must really love each other then?"

I just nodded and took a sip. It doesn't take a genius to know that Nathan and I loved each other after 6 years.

After a few minutes, I finished the orange juice and banana.