Kidnapped

House tour

There has to be something In this house that can give me the freedom that I'm seeking. "Well Rachel would you like a tour of the house?" A big grin was spread across his face.

"Of course I'd love that" I said in sarcasm. I wasn't afraid of this freak but then again I better watch what I say who knows what he's capable of. "Great honey now follow me I'll show you around" he grabs hold of my hand as we walk towards the living room "well this is the living room where most of our time will be spent" he said in a childish voice. We then made our way towards the hall way, I was eyeing everything around me. "Now here's our bedroom, I know it's not as great but it will do for now" the bedroom seemed plain and stuffy and there was only one bed there was no way I was going to sleep in the same bed as him.

"Last but not least here's the bathroom" he gestured his hand towards the bathroom, as I walk towards it I look around, the bathroom was huge it had a big sunken in bathtub, there were double sinks, it was nicely decorated surprisingly. "What do you think" he asked me with a low tone. I turn around and faced him "its okay I guess" I shrug my shoulders trying to keep my cool. "Great now let's get you all washed up, I don't need my girlfriend looking like a total wreck" he blurts out.

God he was such a freak he's freaking me out even more as the day goes by, I don't want to be here, at this point I'm praying that my mother remembers about me. "Girlfriend?" I respond back, "yes girlfriend your mine Rachel, we'll get to the topic later for now let me help you out of these dirty clothes" he slowly walks towards me attempting to pull my shirt off, I react and step back I fiddled with my fingers before he snaps at me I try to think of something to say "sorry I just don't feel that comfortable yet, I hope you understand Rodger" I make puppy eyes at him hoping that what I had said worked.

A big smile appears on his face "I understand love, I'll give you your space I'll give you five minutes, I'll lay out some clothes for you on our bed" he slowly reaches for the door knob and walks out. Finally I say to myself, I lock the door behind him and quickly turn the shower on, that should prevent him from hearing me look through the drawers. I start looking through the cabinets there's nothing but a first aid kit and medicine. I make my way towards the bottom of the sink and open it there's nothing but cleaning supplies crap I started cursing under my breath this bastard is good.

I heard a knock on the door "everything okay I'm there love?" I panicked oh god I'm not even showered he'll suspect something I immediately respond "yes I'm fine" I rush to take my clothes off and jump in the shower the heat of the water is burning on my wrists due to the cuts from the ropes i weep quietly I don't ever want him hearing me in pain. I start scrubbing my body and put shampoo on my hair. I wash it off and turn the water off.

I make my way out of the shower and wrap the towel around my body. I look at myself in the mirror I noticed I have dark under eye circles and I look even paler then before. I slowly unlock the door and turn the door knob. I tip toe toward the bedroom hoping he's not in there. Great he wasn't I walk in to see clothes laid out, they had tags on them I'm assuming he just purchased them. I close the door behind me and start looking around the room. I walk towards a drawer and pull it open. What I had noticed next got me by surprised, there was pictures of me while I was studying in the library, some pictures from middle school and many more random photos of me. Oh god this is getting out of hand I have to get the hell out of here.

I immediately start going through everything looking for some type of weapon. There was no luck. A knock on the door startled me "did you like the new clothes I got you I hope you like them I made sure they were in your exact size"  "y-yea I love them there um nice" I stutter to him. I rush over to the clothes i threw them on quick. "Let me in I want to see you in them" I slowly walk towards the door and opened it. He smiled and looked me up and down "dam Rachel you look stunning then ever, come here" he pulled my arm "turn around" he said to me I slowly turn around , this felt very uncomfortable, he chuckles and licks his lips "I'm glad your all mine sweetie let's go I have a surprise for you".

If my surprise wasn't my freedom then nothing he gives me will ever cheer me up. I hate my life at this point. There was nothing left for me to loose there was obviously no hope for me anymore...