Captured

The Friend

     He made some pancakes but I wasn't about to eat. I'd rather starve. I will never eat if he cooks it.
     I guess he noticed I wasn't eating because he said,"You need to eat. It's not healthy."
      I sat there, then said," I am not eating anything you cook."
     He stared at me. I got scared because he didn't say anything. I've kinda found out that if he doesn't reply he's either mad or trying to calm down, and he wasn't mad before so he's not trying to calm down. He's mad.
     "You are really pushing it, Brooke," he said. "I've been trying to be nice but you are not making it easy. One more slip up and I'm gonna have to punish you." He got up from the table and put his plate in the sink. He walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.
     I decided to eat the food. He ate it so there's probably nothing wrong with it. When I was done, I put my plate in the sink and decided to do the dishes. There weren't many and he has a dishwasher at least.
     As I was finishing up the dishes I heard a knock on the door. I went to look at who it was and I saw a guy. My kidnapper started talking to him so I figured they were friends. I kinda got a little of their conversation.
     "I thought you wasn't coming till tomorrow!" My kidnapper said excitedly.
     "I decided to come today," the other guy said.
     "Well thank goodness! I was about to loose it with that girl."
     "Oh, I'm sorry."
Wait a second... He knows this guy kidnapped me.
     "Yeah, it's whatever," he says as they start their way to the couch. I decided to try and go to "my" room. I didn't want to be around these guys.
     As I got up the stairs I heard the friends voice,"Was that her?"
     "Yeah, probably," my kidnapper said.
     "Can I meet her?"
     No, no, no! I think.
     "Yeah, sure."
     Really, I think, why can't the kidnapper be nice to the kidnappee?.. Is that even a word?
     I heard foot steps coming up the stairs so I run for a corner. I decide that was kinda stupid and go to "my" bed. I get under the covers and hope they believe my fake sleeping act.
     I heard the door open, then the friend says,"Is she asleep."
     "No, she couldn't of went to sleep in less than two minutes," I heard my kidnapper say. "Brooke, get up. There's someone I want you to meet."
     I knew I couldn't pretend to be asleep so I just got up. When I sat up I saw my kidnapper and his friend. The friend stared at me.
"Hi, I'm Sam. I'm Jake's friend," the friend, "Sam" I guess, said to me. I sat there and didn't say anything.
"Does she talk?" Sam asked "Jake".
"You're an idiot... Of course she talks!" Jake said. "Brooke," he said sternly," I want you to talk to Sam. He'll be staying with us for a while."
I looked at Sam. I didn't want to talk to him. I didn't even want to talk to Jake. I didn't want to talk to someone who's a monster.
"Brooke," Jake said," last chance then the pain starts. I'm done trying to go easy on you." I wasn't about to give in. I was done with this. "Ok, Brooke, I'm done."
Jake grabs my arm. I try to pull away, but can't. His grip's to tight. He pulled me by my arm and put me over his shoulder.
He walked down the hallway and down the stairs. I was yelling at him to put me down. He wouldn't listen. He walked down more stairs after going through a door. I'm guessing he was in the basement now.
He put me down and I ran for the door, but Sam closed it and stood In front of the stairs. I didn't know what to do. I looked around me. There were a lot of tools used for "punishment". There were whips, knifes, and other things.
Jake grabbed a whip. He walked up to me and asked,"Are you ready?"
I am not ready.