Taken

Chapter 3

I awoke in a bedroom. I found myself tied to the foot of the bed. My mouth was taped shut, my arms were tied behind me and my legs were tied together. I started to panic. Where was I? I looked around me and saw that it was daylight outside through the window.

I started screaming but the tape around my mouth made it hard to be heard. I tried freeing my hands but i felt as if the ropes got tighter the more I pulled on them.

Soon, I heard a door open and close and footsteps get louder and louder. I watch the door in panic and my breath quickens as I see the knob turn. This was it, my death and worst nightmare.

The door flings open and I see a man about 20 years old. He looked tall and he was white. He had brown curly hair and hazel eyes.

"Good, you're awake," he says and starts to make his way to me. I was really scared. This man was going to rape me or kill me, OR BOTH!

He squatted down next to me, and examines me. I was really glad I still had my clothes on. I turn my head away from him only to find his hand turning my face so I could face him.

"If I take off the tape, you won't scream?" He asked. I nodded.

"Okay," he says. He slowly peeled the tape off my mouth. Once it was off, I started screaming for my life.

"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled and slapped me hard across the face. He covered my mouth with his hand.

"You have to obey me or there will be consequences, understood?" He asked. I nodded.

He taped my mouth shut again and disappeared from the room. I took that moment to start licking the tape, maybe it would come off. By the time he got back the tape was ready to fall from my mouth.

He sat in front of me and noticed the tape was ready to come off.

"You're a smart girl, aren't you," he said and took off the tape. "I need to be more careful with you from now on." Great, I ruined my chances of escaping.

I noticed he was carrying a bowl.

"Eat," he said before bringing a spoon full of soup into my mouth. "I don't want you passing out." He brought another spoonful of soup into my mouth. I didn't protest or anything. I was starving and this was a real meal I was having.

"What time is it?" I found myself asking. He looked at me, wondering why I needed or wanted to know.

"12pm" he says and brings the spoon back to my mouth.

"Why haven't you been eating? You look pale and weak." He said. I didn't answer. I was for sure not going to open up to a stranger/kidnapper who could be a rapist/murderer.

"I asked you a question," he said angrily.

I didn't reply, I looked away from him. He forced me to look at him and brought my chin close to his.

"When I ask, you answer, understood?" He said through clenched teeth. I didn't answer again. I wasn't going to cooperate. Why should I?

He threw my head back which hit the edge of the bed. He slapped me twice harder than before. Tears started streaming down my face but I wouldn't let him win. He threw the hot soup on me which caused me to scream. He taped my mouth again but this time, he made sure to wrap it around the back of my head so it wouldn't come off. Once he left, I started crying. I wanted to leave. Where? Anywhere but here. I'd rather be out there alone, than here and with him. I hated him no matter if he fed me.

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