The Day It All Went Wrong.

alone.

As he locked the door behind him all I could think about was "what the hell just happened?!" I try to calm myself down as I get up off my knees to look around the room for any way to escape. "Shit!" I say hitting my head against the wall in frustration realizing there's no way out except for that door but it's locked "how can I get out??" I ask myself, slumping onto the floor in sadness. "I should have called the cops when I saw my door was open after I locked it, shit I'm so fucking stupid!" I hit my face with my hand in frustration.

I hear the door creak open once more the man walking to me I grit my teeth but I look down at what's in his hand. A small plate of food. I was starving I haven't eaten anything except for a bagel 2 nights ago or I don't know how many days have gone by since that night I ate that bagel I looked up at him as he handed me the plate of food. It was my favorite. I knew someone had been watching me in my house I just didn't know who but now I do. I took the plate instantly wanting nothing from him he just smiled at me, strange.. is he being nice now? I get startled when he speaks "do you want to go upstairs? It's kinda cold and dark down here." I jumped a bit he was being nice but I knew he wanted something in return.

"Fuck off" I say greedy munching down on the food as I ignore his gaze he looks at me angrily but I ignore it all of a sudden he pulls my arm "your going upstairs with me whether you want to or not, you're mine now~ and you have to do what I say or else there will be consequences." I glare at him knowing he's right. I don't want to get hurt so I stand up the plate still in hand I didn't want to admit it but the food was good. but I wouldn't say it to that bastard's face. he makes me want to claw my eyes out I say to myself following behind him slowly up the stairs eating the food while I do so.

When we get upstairs he instantly sets me on the couch and turns on some TV wrapping his arm around me. I try to pull away but he holds me still. I sigh knowing I can't get out of this. I only glare at him trying to make the best of this situation. this bastard knows he has me wrapped around his finger and he's not letting go. I finally speak up after what feels like an hour or so "why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?!" I glare at him as he chuckles "no reason darling~" I bite my tongue I didn't want any part of this I just had to have seen that man at the store.

I eventually fell asleep. as hours went by I didn't want to wake up I tried not to. I could feel him moving. his warmth against my skin felt nice. but I didn't want to admit it I hated this sick bastard and I would have said it to his face if I wasn't so scared. As I slept my breathing became shallow. I became more comfortable. I didn't want to be I couldn't feel comfortable I didn't want to trust this man when I slept. The hours went by as I woke up noticing he was asleep I tried to take this as a chance to escape. I knew if he woke up I would be in deep shit. I tried not to think about it as I got up from the couch. I looked around for the exit. I made my way to it trying to make as little noise as I could. I tried at the handle but it was locked what the fuck I thought to myself this bastard lock the door I crept back over to the couch and laid down trying not to make a sound.

(TO ME CONTINUED!!!)