Of The Captive

Chapter 21

Once Jake was dressed (he chose one of Dirk's shirts, one of his pairs of boxers, and a pair of jeans) he looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. Dirk obviously didn't have any bras but he knew that the blonde would get mad at him if he wore his dirty binder.

Jake slowly turned and walked out of Dirk's room to the kitchen. He sat down at the table and looked around. Dirk had cleaned off the table and kicked most of the empty bottles out of the way. Jake glanced at one by his feet before glancing up at Dirk. He had his back turned... he could just... Jake slowly and silently reached down for it.

Dirk started to turn around and Jake snapped back up, not wanting to get in trouble.

Dirk didn't seem to notice that anything was off as he sat down a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs in front of Jake. Jake glanced up at dirk. He remembered how good of a chef Dirk had been before... The food smelt so good but what if Dirk had drugged it or something...?

Jake's growling stomach won his inward debate and he turned to start eating, sighing when he realized that Dirk only gave him a spoon.

"Don't trust me with a knife and fork, huh?" he asked Dirk, looking up at him. Dirk shook his head "Eat."

The bigger male turned and started cleaning the kitchen. Jake looked down at his food and slowly picked up the spoon. Jake sighed and started eating. It tasted fine... Maybe Dirk wasn't as bad as Jake originally thought...

Jake quickly finished the rest of his breakfast, having realized that he was absolutely starving.

This, of course, made his nausea so much worse.

Jake quickly got up and went to the bathroom. He got down on his knees in front of the toilet and started getting sick.

Jake felt a calming hand start rubbing his back. Once Jake's body let up on him and he was able to stop retching into the toilet, he slowly leaned back against Dirk.

Jake wasn't sure if he liked Dirk or even if he trusted him but all he could do at this moment was to try and seek safety from someone.

After a minute or two, Dirk gently nudged Jake off. "Get cleaned up." he mumbled before leaving to finish cleaning the kitchen. Jake let out a slow, pitiful sigh. He slowly got up and started cleaning his face and rinsed out his mouth with water from the tap.

Jake finished and walked back out to the kitchen. He sat down on a bar stool and watched Dirk get ready for work.

The tall blonde walked over and looked down at Jake. "If you go anywhere outside this house without my permission... You'll regret it." Jake swallowed hard and nodded slowly.

Dirk ruffled Jake's hair before he took his hand and pressed a set of keys into his hand "For the boys' room." Jake looked down at them before nodding slowly.

The next thing Jake knew, he was all alone in the kitchen with the keys dangling from his fingers. He took a deep breath and got up. The small boy walked down the hall to the hidden door. He soon figured out how to open it and unlocked the door. Once he got in, he felt around for the light switch.

The lights flickered on, illuminating the disturbing torture room.

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John jerked awake when the lights came on. His eyes immediately went to the door where jake was standing.

Wait...

Jake?

"Jake? What...?"

John slowly sat up and looked around "You don't look so good... are you okay?" John notice of course that Jake didn't have on his binder. John knew that Jake wasn't biologically a male and he knew it bothered him and John could clearly see how uncomfortable he was. Jake didn't say anything as he walked over to them.