Obsession.

Chapter 18 ~ Penalty

I wake up gasping for air. After sitting up, I quickly look at my surroundings. I'm in a concrete room. There's one window at the top of the back wall. I'm on a small mattress, but there's nothing else to be seen in here.

My purse is gone. I hold my breath reach into my ear. Thank god it is still in there. I frantically try to turn it on, but nothing. Then I reach into my bra. All of that stuff is still there, but none of it is direct communication. I'm on my own now.

What the fuck am I doing in this dark room? At least there is sunlight coming from the window. I'm scared of what could've happened to me while I was out. My underwear seems to be in tact, and they didn't discover the stuff in my bra. They must have just dropped me in here.

I take all of the gear I have and hide it under the mattress. I stand up and pull on the door handle, but nothing. What the hell am I supposed to do? Wiring this room won't help shit.

I wait for a little while, but I just get bored. Any punishment right now will be a release from my restless thoughts.

I get up and bang on the door.

"HELLO?!? LET ME OUT YOU FUCKS!!!" I yell.

I didn't think I would get any response, but I was wrong. The door is swung open by a man. He's in a black sweatshirt with the hood up. From what I can tell he's Indian, and can't be over twenty five. He is very tall, and seems pretty well built under the fabric. I hate myself for finding him attractive.

"Who are you?!" I exclaim.

He closes the door as fast as he can. He seems concerned.

"Answer me!" I yell.

He plants his hand over my mouth. Why is he so damn strong? I can't move his hand at all. The other one is held onto my shoulder.

"Shhhh." He demands.

He's not hurting me... I was prepared to defend myself. When I finally calm down, he loosens up his grip. I throw his hand off of my face as soon as I can.

"Where am I?" I ask sternly.

"A house in Connecticut." He says in his deep, throaty tone.

He answered. I thought I would have to fight for that.

"Why aren't you being aggressive...?" I ask.

"Because I'm not here to hurt you. I can't speak for the rest of them though..."

"What do you want then?"

"I can get you out of here as quickly as possible."

While that sounds tempting, I'm on a mission. I cross my arms, hoping to negotiate.

"How do I trust you...?"

"Listen babe, I could have your ass beat in two seconds. However, you're still alive and breathing."

"You could try, but you don't know my skills."

"Oh I do Mileva. Dan warned us of the 'feisty little bitch' we had coming."

"So you know me..."

"Only your name, but he told us that you had him on the ground in one kick."

"Him and another." I grin.

"Right..." He says leaning against the wall.

"So you already have seven people up to buy you. I can let you choose, and I can set up an escape plan for you."

Escape plan??

"How many girls have escaped?"

"Half of the ones out, so about four hundred."