The before

Where am I?

Where am I? What happened? How did I get here? I don't remember a thing. I don't think I am in my room anymore and I can't move. I hear myself breathing heavier and heavier.

"Hey, are you going to get up?" Someone said impatiently. The lights were bright as I opened my eyes to see who had said that; my instinct was to shield my eyes but I couldn't move my hands. He noticed my discomfort and turns off the light that was in my face.

"Where am I?" I say quietly, confusion in my voice. He shrugs his shoulder as if this was a question he gets asked every day or almost every day.

"When I first saw you; something about you pecked my interest and I wanted to talk to you." I literally could not think of anything to say to that. Instead of saying something stupid to fill the silence I just let it hang to see what he would do.

"So you are the silent type, I like that. They say the best women do not speak unless spoken to." I might have told him off for that if it had been a different circumstance, but I honestly didn't know what he wanted, so I thought it is best if I didn't say anything. I could feel my face getting warm from anger, though, it usually did when I felt upset. He seemed very amused by that. He moved away to get something. I didn't know what, and in truth, I didn't even care. I just closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing and my anger. I hadn't even heard him come back into the room, so he startled me when he started to speak.

"Don't worry I am not going to hurt you, I just want to talk." I tried not to give him a tart reply but I was never good at holding my tongue.

"Sure, I am just tied up and you want me to relax really. Why in the world should I believe what you say at all I don't even know who you are" My face was very warm; my face might have been red but I couldn't see. I was never good at acting calm and he was just smiling and was calm like this was not an abnormal situation.

"Maybe I might have spoken too soon about you being the quiet type." His calm was so opposite to what I was feeling that it was almost funny. Oddly, it made me relax which was weird and I was very curious. I have always have been curious and it often got me in trouble one way or another.

"Honestly I am neither the quiet type nor the type to be loud just depends on my mood and who I am talking to. Why do you want to talk to me honestly? I am not usually the type people want to talk to."

"I think you need to just calm down and everything will be fine. If you just answer a few questions for me, I promise I will let you go free."

"I guess that seems sort of fair but I still don't trust you or your intentions." I smiled politely trying to think of what he would ask wanted.

"So you are new around here are you?"