His Mercy

12. Things can get worse

I should be grateful, right?

At least he's letting me shower.  Although I never expected him to join me. 

I heard him grab the shampoo and he soon started rubbing my scalp then pushed my head under the stream. How is this happening right now? 

"Do you shampoo it once or twice?" he asked. 

"Uhm, usually twice" I replied "H-how did you know about that?"

"My ex" he slipped. 

So he used to have a girlfriend. Maybe he's not that crazy after all. But that really doesn't tell me anything. The fact that he used to have girlfriend could mean he had one in High school. Maybe he was normal then?

I didn't try to get more out of him, who knows, if he gets angry in the shower he could easily hurt me. So staying quiet was the best option. 

After he had washed my hair I felt his hands go around my waist. "Turn around" he commanded. I looked down when I turned to face him but immediately looked up once I remembered he was naked also.  I know I was blushing because he was smirking. He liked seeing me like this, awkward and vulnerable. 

Backing away from him was impossible. He held up a bar of soap and put it in my hand. 

"Clean yourself" then he exited.   

I let out a breath when I was alone. But its not like he went far. He just dried himself next to the shower. 

I quickly scrubbed my body and turned off the shower. Stepping out, he already had a towel ready for me so I could cover up. Thats when dread came sneaking up on me.

"Whats wrong?" he asked while drying himself off. 

"I...I don't want to go back.." I admitted. Just standing in the bathroom felt more freeing than the closet space he has me curled up in. 

"I'm sorry but you're going back, I don't trust you" he took a step closer to me. His hand went up to my cheek and he softly touched it. 

"Unless... you can show me I can trust you" he added. 

How? I have no idea. How do you make someone trust you? Can I trust him? No I can't. 

"Its just- " I hesitated "I start to miss you" I admitted. I know its wrong, and I'm probably developing a toxic attachment to him but it was true. 

He looked shocked at hearing my words. But what did he expect? He is the only human interaction I've had for almost two weeks, of course our relationship was bound to be toxic. 

"I didn't know you felt that way" he said. 

"I'm loosing my mind, I don't know what you want from me, or who you are- but you seem to know an awful lot about me" I ranted. 

He didn't say anything or even tried to stop it, so I went on. 

"Who are you? Some crazy stalker? Did you notice me on the street and decided to keep me as your prisoner?"

His eyes darkened. 

"No" he said sternly. 

I gulped, "Then what?"

"Watch it Lily, I've been more than nice to you so don't go all bratty on me now" he warned. 

I'm so tired of not knowing. 

"Please, its not like my situation can get any worse" I added. 

He smiled, but it was a devious one. "You really think things can't get any worse for you?"

That set me back. How could they possibly get worse? He already has me locked up, chained, hurt, starved and everything else bad people can do. The mindfuckery is slowly making me insane. 

He chuckled, like actually chuckled. 

"Alright, I'll tell you what.. I'll let you out of your room" 

Relief washed over me at hearing that but it quickly vanished. 

"But I'll have to tie you up more" he added. 

He can't be serious. I don't want to be tied up, he's already done enough of that. 

"W-what?"

"You heard me, now, get dressed" he pointed at the clean underwear and t-shirt "and I'll show you to your new room"

"Wh-where is that?" 

"My bedroom"

Suddenly the idea of staying in his bedroom scared the shit out of me. "I'm not staying in your bedroom" I uttered. 

"Nonsense, get dressed. Or I'll do it" he said as he pulled a shirt over is muscular body. 

I quickly put on the underwear and t-shirt, only fixing my hair and brushing my teeth until he opened the bathroom door. Even though I could stand on my leg, I was still limping. 

He walked over to me and placed his arm under mine and helped me balance as I walked outside. I know where the tiny room is, but now he turned left. 

"Its just down that hall" he pointed. 

We went slow but steady. Just knowing that I wasn't going back to that horrible small room made me feel lighter, still- it was the tying up part that scared me. 

Wait, will I share a bed with him? No.. I'm not ready for that. 

We soon came to a stop in front of a door, at the end of this hall was a big window from the floor to ceiling, but it had its curtains drawn so it was impossible to see outside. I have a strong feeling we are still in my hometown but nothing has been able to confirm that. The Chinese food was a good hint, but other places could be using the same recipe. 

He opened the door and it looked exactly how I imagined it. A queen sized bed was in the middle of the room, with a big window to the right. It also had its curtains drawn. To the left was a closet and next to the door was a dresser and on the other side an armchair. The bed had metal bars both at the headboard and feet. My guess -he'll chain me to those soon..

A push on my lower back made me stumble inside. 

"Alright, get in" he announced. 

I turned around, he wasn't by the door anymore. Instead he stood by the dresser. 

"What?" I asked, not understanding. I am already inside his bedroom. Then he pointed to his left. 

Next to the dresser, the thing I missed when I initially scanned the room, was a dog cage.

Author's note: 

I'm not really sure if you guys can handle what happens next, but let this be your warning :) This story will probably end after 20 chapters or so. Please let me know what you think <3