His Sick Obsessions

Chapter Twenty Eight: Serena

I tried to scream, the pieces of duct tape over my mouth muffled it. My head was groggy as I tried to piece things together.

Behind me were metal bars, a rope secured around my waist intertwined with them. Oh God I think I know who would do this, my life is over. They won.

I try to pull my arms free but the ropes just dig into my flesh. I have to get out before he's back.

Danny comes in and now I'm confused. I'm relieved but still scared. It wasn't him.

Oh God what does this mean? Is he pulling a prank on me and everyone that hates me is going to pop out of nowhere? Or- or- he ripped off the duct tape but I was at a loss for words.

I broke down in tears.

"Shhh, I'm sorry" he said putting a hand gently on my cheek. "I just wanted to talk" He added.

"That's one hell of a conversation starter", I said through tears.

He laughed. "I know you're mad, have questions, and you're probably scared. But I need you to relax and stay a couple of days with me", He said.

I strained against the restraints, the one around my waist was hurting my back from keeping me upright.

"Why? I want to go home, untie me" I said.
"I can't do that" He said.
"Yes you can!" I started, then I lowered my voice "please, don't make me lose trust in you. You know how hard it is..." I stopped myself.

I have told him everything, every dirty detail. He's going against me.

"Stop, just shut up. Please? Just stop talking" he said softly.

He turned to leave, "Don't leave me! Get back here" I yelled.

I banged my body on the bars, I gasped at the pain. This wasn't helping my back problems or the panic attack that was a breath away.

Then a guy came in, I know that face. Where do I know that face? He had a pair of scissors and cut at the ropes knot. I was free but he grabbed my arm.

I can't speak, I can barely breathe. I can't handle another person letting me down. He sighed and pushed me back, the bars had a door. Like a jail cell.

He sat me down and then sat in front of me. "Hey, don't go into shock. Just relax, okay?" He said in a calming voice.

Wiping my tears he hugged me, my stomach left my throat and I started to relax. Maybe Danny really does just want to ask me a few things.

This guy rubbed my back, my head on his shoulder. I know him, I know his body, maybe I know his family. Or photos of him.

He pulled away, "You good?".
I nodded.

I really did feel better until he got up and closed the barred door, it locked into place.

I got up, "wait!".
He turned back to me.
"If he just wants to talk why am I locked in here?", I asked.

He didn't answer.
Fine, I'll give Danny twenty four hours before I freak out. I probably should freak out but they stressed its just talking.