I had time to think. I was in here for what felt like forever. But according to the clock that was in the room it had only been a day. My main question is, am I in here alone? Like am I the only person he's done this to?
I sure hope so. I mean I hate being in here but I hope he hasn't put anyone else in danger. The fact that I'm still handcuffed up to the damn bed pisses me off. I feel like my arms might fall off. He hasn't even come to check up on me.
I thought he would have at least feed me. That would be kind of him to do. It's one simple thing I would at least think Matt would do something like that. Everyone has to eat.
I wanted to yell. If I stayed in here any longer I would lose my mind. Maybe I'd end up like Matt. Fucking crazy. Who kidnaps someone and then doesn't feed them? I mean you're supposed to feed them. Unless you're trying to kill them, slowly.
Oh shit, maybe Matt is trying to kill me. Oh well it's better than being with him.
I also had time to think about my dad. Maybe he wasn't always at fault. He was trying to protect me from people like Matt. I mean he was very overprotective and very violent but he did keep a roof over my head, and at least he had the decency to feed me. I remember that night Nash drove me home my dad was by the door just waiting for me. He wouldn't wait for me if he didn't care about where I was. Maybe he really was a good guy he just had a bad way of showing it.
Now I absolutely regret everything. I want to apologize to my dad and tell him how much I appreciate him. I'm not a angel and he's not one either. Everyone has their flaws.
Matt really does have some problems though I don't know if that's a flaw. That's just plan crazy.
Matt walked in with a tray in his hand. I sat up a little more to see exactly what was on it. I was happy to see it was food. Ah, finally. But wait, how am I supposed to eat it with my hands on handcuffs?
"Good afternoon Loren." He said placing the tray on the dresser besides me. He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a key. "Don't try anything stupid." He glared as he started to unlock the handcuffs.
Once my hands were free I could cry tears of joy. Finally I could put my hands down I felt like a prisoner. He reached for the tray and sat it on my lap.
He looked up at me and sighed. He licked his lips and opened his mouth to say something but I spoke first.
"I forgive you." I said taking a bite out of the sandwich he had made. May I add this was so good. Probably only because I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday.
"What?" He looked confused. I said it again because I meant it.
"I forgive you. You may be really fucked up in the head but I forgive you."
He looked taken aback by my choice of words but I'm serious. He's really fucked up in the head.
"Watch your mouth." He glared
I rolled my eyes. Why is he acting so different. He wasn't like this when I first met him. Then again he did try to lure me into his little trap so he was probably being fake.
Just to play around with his feelings like he did mine I put my hand on his leg. He looked at my hand but didn't say anything. I looked at him with a big grin on my face. I moved the tray and sat closer to him. He wasn't saying a word.
"Why are you acting like this? I miss the old Matt. The Matt that freaked out when I was in the hospital because he was so upset, The Matt who would text me all the time, the Matt I could hang out with, without you being so angry." My smile had disappeared and he was still emotionless
He slapped my hand off of his leg and he pushed me up against the headboard. My head hit it but it didn't hurt I was more shocked than anything.
We just looked at each other. I wanted to close my eyes but my body felt paralyzed. His gaze paralyzed me.
"If you ever touch me again. I'll kill you and your dad." He laughed handcuffing me once again. But that left me speechless.
My dad?
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Ahhhh he's one crazy shit.
