Good things come with change

No, this can't be happening

Right when I opened my eyes I still yet to see anything around me. My knees hurt so bad from hitting the ground. I try to move my arms to my face to see if I could move whatever was in my way. But when I try to move my arms they don't move! NO NO NO! I frantically move my head around and I hear a soft thump. I can suddenly see I am on a mattress on the with bars that I am connected to with rope. I look around some more and notice that I must be in a basement. Oh no I hope he didn't hear that I am up. I try to move my legs but look to see them bound to bars that have rope then my legs in the rope. I look down to see what was on my eyes I almost scream even though I saw it coming the hat that I wore last night was sitting on the ground. I can feel myself cry despite trying to keep my emotions in check but when I try to not make any noise. But then I started to freak out a bit even though I didn't want to. I try to get myself free of the ropes but of course I get nothing accomplished. I look up to see Brad the bartender from Bumble he is wearing a mask but I know its him. As soon as I see him my forces double until my body loses its fight. I'm so tired.

Brad: Are you done now?

He seems amused that I can't fight this off. He is also masking his voice with some sort of disorder. All I do to answer him is to look up at him and wait.

Brad: I am so glad you came back to me Sweetie. You have no idea how much I love you.

Me: Why? You don't even know me.

Brad^angrily^: YES I DO!

Me: We talked for a day maybe how could you know anything about my life?

Brad: I know your weaknesses. So you better stop struggling or this will be the last room you are in.

I don't answer him and glance around the room some more. I look in the top corner and notice there is a camera. Must be how he knew I was awake. Man how could this get worse. I can feel my body trembling I think my wrists and ankles are already chafing not long till they start bleeding. 

Brad: So will you be good for me Sweetie?

He says it sweetly. No way am I going to answer him.

Brad: I asked you a question Maeby.

I can tell he is getting annoyed by not hearing a reply oh well I need to see what he will do.

Brad: Come on answer me now.

I continue to look at the wall wishing to be found but I know that might not happen. At least without something bad happening I knew that as soon as I saw it was him.

Brad: This is your last warning tell me if your going to be good for me!

I stay looking away. All the sudden Brad grabbed me by my shoulders and slap my cheek. The force of the slap caused my head to snap to the other direction. I look up to him fearing so much more I knew it was a matter of time.

Brad: Good you are looking at me. Now will you be good.

I can't voice anything from pure fright. So I quickly nod my head.

Brad: Good girl.

He then starts to stroke my hair and then the place he slapped.

Brad: I'm sorry I had to put you in place to understand I will tolerate that way of disobedience. Are you hungry?

I quickly shake my head.

Brad: You may ask one question about this and one only.

I know its dumb to ask but out of all the things I could ask but I say.

Me: Why are you covering yourself?

Brad: Look to the left nightstand.

This seems like a very odd conversation but I look to my left I thought I looked all around the room... I see a laptop on a nightstand and could tell the webcam was on I could see myself and Brad but I don't know why this is important... Brad must have noticed my confusion.

Brad: They can see us but you can't see them.

Not even hearing his true voice and tone but I just know he is smirking. Without truly thinking it through I get very angry and shout at him.

Me: Let me go!

Brad must have not like that because he leaves the room I am so worried I start talking out loud.

Me: Oh god what did I just do....