His Mercy

4. Night light

I had to pee. I can't hold it in much longer. Swallowing my pride, I stood up and walked to the bucket. It was darkblue plastic bucket, the one you use to clean the floors with.

I pulled down my panties and bent my knees, careful not to touch the bucket. I did my business and then pulled my panties back up. He still hadn't gotten me toilet paper like he promised.

The breakfast was good though, I grabbed a water bottle and took a few sips. The claustrophobia was quick to get me, now that the lights were on I could clearly see how small this room was. My mattress covered one side of the wall, against that was the door. To my right was the bucket, and to my left was the stool he sits on.

No windows.

Locked door.

Small space.

My breath got heavy. No I have no time to think about this, I need to calm down. I closed my eyes. I'm not here, I'm home, I'm safe.

I kept thinking that, somehow still hoping this was all just a sick nightmare and soon I'd wake up in my bed. Safe and sound.

But no matter how hard I bit my lip or wished, I still opened my eyes and found myself in this small room.

The bucket was already starting to smell. One thing was for sure: I will never poop in this bucket.

As I was on edge of throwing up, the door unlocked. I was laying on my side due to the stinging pain on my butt. I watched as he walked in, holding a few items.

He grabbed the stool and sat down against me. I didn't move, frankly I wasn't sure what to say.

"I see you used the bucket" he commented. I bit my tongue, the need to punch him and run out was growing.

I brought you something, he said and placed the items on the floor. I sat up, as much as I could and took a look. He brought toilet paper, a book, jar with something and a lamp?

"W-what is that?" I asked and pointed at the weird object.

"It's a night light" he said calmly "I know you're afraid of the dark"

How on earth did he know that too? Who is this man? What does he want?

He grabbed the light and stood up. He took a step towards me and I backed away immediately. Then his eyes went to the water bottles beside the mattress. Behind them was an electric outlet. He pushed the nightlight in but nothing happened.

He tapped it twice and a yellow glow appeared.

"Let's test this out" he turned towards the door and turned off the lights. The yellow glow was a lot nicer than the lights in the ceiling. It created this calming aura around the room.

I realised it too late that I was smiling and quickly stopped but without thinking I said "thank you"

The man only nodded and sat back down. My focus then went to the other items, what was the jar for?

"I brought you some cream for your injuries" he muttered and handed me the jar. I took it with shaking hands and opened it.

"I-is this for my.." I couldn't finish my question and looked at my sore butt. He just nodded "it will soothe the pain"

I closed the jar, I can put it on when he leaves. He then handed me the book, the cover had a picture of trees and a cabin.

"It's a thriller, if you get bored" he said. Well that's oddly nice of him.

"W-whats it about?"

"You'll find out soon, the writer is Scandinavian"

I nodded and read the description behind the book. He can not be serious..

This book is about a kidnapping, and the girl clearly falls in love with her kidnapper. What kind of twisted mind game was he playing? I put the book down and pulled my knees against my chest. Being half naked in front of him was making me self conscious.

He just sat there and watched me..

"H-how long do I have to stay here?"

He didn't answer.

"C-can I at least know your name?"

And again, he did not answer, instead he said "I'll empty your bucket and be back later with lunch"

Then he stood up, took the bucket and left. The night light was still on, I kinda liked it more than the ceiling lights.

He came shortly after with the bucket empty and put it back in the corner. This time he turned the lights on though.

"W-wait" I called out before he closed the door.

"What?"

"C-can you turn the lights off? I-I like the night light more"

He just nodded and turned the lights off. Leaving me there with my thoughts once again.

It was impossible to understand him. He hides his face, knows a lot about me, hurts me only to give me cream afterwards? How does he know so much? I have to get out of here soon before he tries anything..