His Mercy

10. Pizza

"How's the pizza?" he asked as I took my second bite. He ordered from my favourite place, the smell filled the small room in no time. 

"It's very good" I chewed. I'm surprised he knew what I liked on pizza. Vegetables and cheese. He clearly liked meat on his. I'm pretty sure I smelled ham, bacon and chicken on his. Seeing his face was weird but it did calm me down. 

He still hasn't chained me up again, we ate in silence and I wondered if I really had to play nice for a months just for the sake of seeing sun again. 

"H-how's your pizza?" I asked. 

He just nodded "it's good"

"Whats your name?" I suddenly blurted out. Now that I've seen his face, I'm getting more curious about this man. 

"Uhm..." he looked away. "I'll tell you later"

"Why did you take me?" I kept going.

"Damn it Lily why do you have to do that?!" he snapped causing me to drop my pizza on the floor. 

"I-I'm sorry.." on instinct I moved away from him. I don't know why I expected things to be different now that I see his face. He's still the cold kidnapper who probably plans on killing me. 

My appetite was gone.

He stopped eating and stood up without saying a word. 

"Where are you going?"

"Out" he said frustrated. 

...

New fear has kicked in. It was almost 8pm when he suddenly left me. He didn't even chain me or take the pizza back. I got comfy on the mattress and fell asleep. Now it's almost 11am and he still hasn't arrived. Did he just leave me?

Where could he be?

1pm..

2pm..

3pm..

What if he's not coming back? Will I die here? I tried standing up and limped to the door. It was still locked. We still had some pizza left and my stomach was growling. Sitting down I finished my leftover pizza and stared at the door. 

4pm..

I stood up again and used the bucket. After I tried knocking on the door to get his attention. If he was even in the house. I haven't heard anything all day. 

"Hello! Are you there!?"

No answer. 

This is hopeless.

5pm..

6pm..

A whole day has gone by and I haven't heard anything from him.

Thankfully I still had his leftover pizza so I didn't starve. I reached for a slice when I realised, what if he doesn't come back tomorrow? I'd better go easy on the pizza. I might need it tomorrow. I closed his box and moved it away from my mattress. 

7pm..

8pm..

9pm..

For some reason I started crying again. The loneliness was getting to me. At least when he visited I had someone to talk to. I'm now missing him. 

10pm..

This is ridiculous. Where could he have gone? Did I piss him off? Is he gonna leave me here forever? I don't want to die here. I stood up again and knocked on the door. I knocked again and again and no answer. I screamed and yelled and cried. And no fucking answer. 

Where is he??

It was almost midnight and my tears had finally dried up. Closing my eyes exhausted I heard the doorknob turn. On instant I sat up and there he was. 

"Where were you?" I asked immediately. 

"I had to run some errands" he said, not giving a fuck about me.

"You could've told me that.."

He took a step inside the room and closed the door.

"Have you been crying?" he asked and sat down on the stool.

"You left me..." I sniffled and hugged my pillow. 

"Unchained and you had leftover pizza" his eyes went to the boxes. He reached for them and opened the lid. "Why did you only finish yours?"

"I-I wasn't sure how long you'd be gone.."

He sighed "I would never leave you for more than a day"

"W-well you could've told me.." I muttered. 

"Were you scared?"

I looked up at him. His face looked concerned. 

"Yes I was.."

"I'm sorry, I never meant to frighten you like that"

Okay he apologised so I guess I should just let this go. His hands reached for the pizza box.

"You should eat more"

"I'm not hungry"

"I wasn't asking" he said sternly. What shit is he starting now?

"I can eat it tomorrow" I said and relaxed my back against the wall. 

"You need your strength, finish it now" he said harsher.

"No" what the fuck was his problem.

"Are you seriously disobeying me?" he stood up. I kept my posture, trying my best not to show any fear. He was being so nice and then he starts with this?

In a swift second he bent down and grabbed my good leg. "Fine" he muttered and chained my leg again.

"No-wait!" then his hand went around my throat.

"I'm telling you very nicely to finish your food, why are you being so difficult?" he almost screamed at my face. 

I was speechless. I felt his grip tighten around my neck. Before I could protest he pinned my head down on the mattress and flipped me on my stomach. 

His harsh hand almost choked me while his other landed right on my ass. My screamed echoed inside this room. He flipped the shirt I had on up so I felt the cold air on my cheeks. 

"N-no please-" I choked before his hand blocked my airway.

"Shut up" he muttered and I felt his hand in the air. I let out a cry before it landed back on my ass and turned into a scream.

I tried kicking but my energy was shit. I started clawing at his hand around my throat to get some air but it was useless.

"P-ple..ase.." then he spanked me again. 

"Just a few more"

I was loosing sight of him, the pain on my ass was overwhelming. It felt like burning and freezing at the same time. I stopped struggling when he finished his last four spankings. His hand released my throat a bit so I could take in my loss of air. I coughed out and sobbed. Why did he do that to me?

I felt his grip tighten around me again. He pulled me up so I was now standing on the mattress.

"Finish your food" he whispered. I was a weeping mess. My tearstained face was probably red as a tomato from all this crying and struggling.

"Lily.." he warned.

"Yes" I sobbed. I give up. My leg hurts, my ass hurts and I know for a fact my throat will hurt tomorrow. He finally released his grip on me and I thankfully fell on the mattress. I heard him sit down on the stool again. With shaking hands I reached for the pizza box and took a slice. 

Somehow I preferred loneliness over him now.