His Mercy

8. Shower

Feeling the warm clean water hit my face was amazing, I know he only said I had 10 minutes but I spent at least five of them under the stream. It relaxed everything and for a second, I felt fine. 

Then he knocked on the door "three minutes"

Rolling my eyes, I got out and dried myself. Finally brushing my teeth and fixing my hair with my fingers. I felt lucky that I recently cut it short. My long hair would never make it in this prison. My roots were showing now a little bit, soon I'll be blonde again and this wonderful dark hair will vanish. 

"Time is up" he called and I heard the doorknob turn. 

"Wait!" I still had the towel around me. "I'm not dressed" I said but it was too late. He froze in his tracks when he saw me. 

"I-I'm sorry, I'll be quick" I stuttered and tried to back away. 

"Its okay" he sighed "I brought you some clean underwear" he placed it on the counter. 

"T-thank you" I looked down. 

"Now hurry up" he said sternly. I almost jumped back but then turned around. I looked back at him and noticed him staring. 

"Uhm.."

"Hurry up!"

With that I dropped my towel, grabbed the underwear and put it on quickly, then reached for the t-shirt. Before I could put it on his hand grabbed my arm.

I cowered away but his grip was strong.

"I'm sorry!" I said without even knowing what I did wrong. 

"The shirt is dirty, lets go" 

Then he pulled me closer to him, I covered my breast with my other hand. Is he really gonna make me be naked? I didn't want to anger him so I just bowed my head, not saying a word. 

His grip loosened and then he carried me again. He let me down on the mattress again, I had a death grip on my chest, why didn't he give me the shirt? But at least now I was clean. He stood up and grabbed the shackle again. I took the opportunity and pulled the blanket over me. 

He turned around and bent down next to my feet. He took the plastic bag off and looked at the bandages. Then he shackled my leg again. 

"W-why didn't you let me dress?"

His face turned to me, the mask looked darker now. Then he sighed and pulled his own shirt over his head.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked frightened. He was gonna hurt me.

His shirt was now off. 

"P-p..please" I sniffled. 

Then he placed the shirt on my lap. "You can wear this one"

No wonder I couldn't escape him. Now when his chest and muscles were on full display I could see how strong he actually was. He had a tattoo on his arm and one on his sleeve. It looked like he had a few on his chest too but the shadow blocked it.

"Lily?" he snapped his fingers.

I looked up at him.

Gulping "I'm sorry, thank you" I pulled the shirt over my head, this one was dark brown. 

"Now rest" he said and stood up. He looked into the bucket and took it with him. 

I was sitting in the dark. I reached for the night light and turned it on. It made this relaxing bloom and I finally closed my eyes. 

I'm not sure how long I was asleep but when I woke up I felt refreshed, relaxed and rested. Until I realised my situation again. I am fucking chained to the floor. The bucket was back, next to it was the toilet paper and a spray? I reached out and grabbed it. Lavender spray for bathrooms. I smiled, my favourite smell. 

I sprayed a bit. It smelled heavenly. This room was actually looking nicer now that the smell is gone and the nightlight was on. It almost felt comfy. Pulling the blanket over my lap and resting my back on the wall, I took the book again. 

It's the only thing I can read here. I opened it and read the title I'm not yours. Oh this must be some toxic love crap. It wasn't thick so this must be a quick read. 

I started on the first chapter, then the second, then the third. I was almost done with it when the door opened again. I closed it quickly and looked up. My captor was holding a tray of food. My stomach screamed.

"How are you feeling?" he asked and closed the door.

"Fine, feel a lot better after the shower" I smiled.

He placed the tray next to my feet and grabbed the stool. 

"That's good, I brought you some Chinese" the smell of rice, egg rolls and kung pao chicken filled the air in no time. 

I grabbed the plate and fork and started eating. This tasted delicious. 

"Easy tiger" he laughed. I didn't realise I was eating so fast. 

"Sorry" I said with a mouthful and put the fork down. 

He was sitting on the stool again so I had to look up at him. 

"A-aren't you going to eat?" I found it odd how he never ate. Just watches me..

"I already ate" his mask lifted a bit, was he smiling?

I focused back on the food, it was delicious, I knew this recipe. Only one restaurant in my town makes their egg rolls like this. He didn't take me far from home then.

I was almost done when I heard him speak again "I see you read the book"

It was laying next to me, I had folded the page I was on. "Y-yes...there isn't much to d-do here.."

"Did you like it?"

How the fuck do I answer that. I quickly swallowed "I-I mean...its interesting.."

He nodded, agreeing with me. 

"What do you think about the main character?"

Why is he asking me that? I don't have an opinion about this book, I don't want to have an opinion. 

"She must be very beautiful" I said and finished my food.

"Why do you say that?"

"This mafia guy gets obsessed after just seeing her twice"

"And?" he pushed.

"It's weird...creepy..." I muttered.

He reached out and took my plate, handing me a bottle of water. 

"Do you have a favourite character?" he asked calmly. 

"I guess this Lucius guy is nice"

He chuckled. What was so funny?

"Let me know when you've changed your mind" he stood up. 

Change my mind? Why would I do that. And without saying another word, he left.