I pull on all the restraints. I can't move. I can't even reach for anything.
A couple minutes later the door opens. I'm surprised to see Derrick holding a plate with my peanut butter sandwich on it. He shuts the door behind him and sits down in the chair besides the bed Ryan was just in.
"Where's Ryan?" I ask. So far, it doesn't seem like Ryan will hurt me, but I don't know about the others.
"He had some physics homework to do" Derrick says with a cheeky grin.
Derrick picks up the sandwich and holds it up to my mouth.
This is ridiculous. "Just untie me. I have to go to the bathroom" I say.
"Ryan gave me orders not to" Derrick says.
"And you listen to everything your friend says? You let him boss you around like that?" I say, just because I really want Derrick to untie me.
"Jen, stop it. I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work" he says.
"Fine. Hope Ryan won't mind if I piss on his bed" I counter.
Derrick lets out a loud groan. Then he stands up and leaves, my sandwich forgotten on Ryan's bedside table. It's impossible for me to grab it. My stomach grumbles. Damn it.
A few minutes later Ryan, Derrick, and Will enter. I must be getting untied. It makes me feel kind of good that Ryan feels the need to have him and two of his largest friends to keep me from escaping. Then the thought that I'm in a room with three murderers comes across my mind, and I don't feel too great anymore.
Ryan walks over to me and starts on my left leg. Once untied, Ryan leans up and slightly over me to untie my left wrist. As he leans over me I don't let my anger shy away, my left leg bends and then springs into a straight position at full force, my foot aimed at Ryan's crotch.
I make contact and Ryan steps back a couple of feet, immediately clutching his groin, and saying "Fuck!"
Derrick and Will seemed to be confused on what to do, it's not like I'm running for the hills.
"Derrick! Be fucking useful and hold her leg down!" Ryan snaps.
Derrick nods and scrambles over to me. He holds my leg down by putting one hand on my thigh and the other just below my knee.
Ryan walks up to me and yanks my chin so I'm staring straight into his eyes.
"I could always just insert a catheter into your bladder. You'd be surprised of how well my friends and I know the body" Ryan threatens.
The air is knocked out of my chest at his harsh words. I have a feeling I know how Ryan and his friends would know extremely well the biology of a human. His words from earlier float back to me. 'She broke his heart. So we broke hers. Literally.'
"I'm sorry. Please Ryan. I won't hurt you again" I beg.
"I know you won't. Next time I'll kill you for being a nuisance" he says.
I decide not to say anything more.
"Untie the other side of her, Will" Ryan says as he finally unties my left arm.
He wraps his hands around my biceps and forearm, keeping me from hitting Will. His nails dig into my skin, and I have a feeling he is well aware of that.
Once Will is finished they lead me to Ryan's bathroom, which is conveniently located next to his bedroom.
"Be out in two minutes, otherwise we're coming in" Ryan says and I waste no time hopping into the bathroom and shutting the door.
I go to the toilet and do my business, wondering if I should try to escape now. I can either fully rely on Mr. Stoppelmoor and have no chance of escaping if he doesn't notice my disappearance, or try to find a weapon right now and have a very small chance of escaping.
Who am I kidding? Three muscular guys are waiting for me on the other side of that bathroom door. There's no way I can escape on my own.
I finish my business and wash my hands. Before I can even open the door Ryan barges in.
"Times up" he says and grabs my arm, yanking me back to his room.
Once Ryan pushes me onto his bed, he spots the sandwich Derrick left on his bedside table. He turns around to see Will and Derrick entering the bedroom.
He then glares at me. "I have physics homework to do. Derrick, Will- keep an eye on her while she eats. If she puts up a fight then tie her back up before she finishes" Ryan says and then pushes past the two grown boys.
"Eat" Will demands once Ryan is out of the room.
I grab my sandwich and I start to eat. It is really awkward sitting here with Will and Derrick staring at me. They've changed into clean clothes, but the memory of Liam tied to a chair covered in blood is still fresh in my mind.
"So who have you killed?" I ask. If I'm rescued then maybe I can confirm on who's been murdered by Ryan and his friends. Sure there are some real jerks in the world, but violence isn't the answer. The people keeping me here need to be locked up.
"None of your business" Derrick says.
I decide not to push it. I don't know when the next time I get fed will be, so I finish my sandwich. Ryan might not be so generous tomorrow.
When I'm finished both Derrick and Will approach me cautiously, Derrick on my right and Will on my left.
"Ryan didn't say to tie me back up afterwards" I say, really not wanting to get tied up again. The ropes are really uncomfortable.
"Just be quiet Jen. Don't make this hard on yourself" Will says. I can tell he's not enjoying doing this to me.
I let them tie me up without a protest, maybe they'll trust me sooner if I behave.
After that they walk out of the room, leaving me completely alone.
