Adorably Abducted ✧ Sparklington/SyndiSparklez

The Plan

The key is around his neck.

The key is around his god damn neck.

I sighed, pulling on the rope. Fumbling my bandaged fingers around the coarse material, I winced as a numbing pain shot through my arm.

How am I going to get that key off, if he keeps it not only around his neck, but tucked in his shirt.

He took the shirt off when he was... on top of me.

I couldn't get him back on top of me like that unless it was my choice, he said so himself.

I could always act...

I bit down on my bottom lip, thinking it over.

It's obvious what James' motive is. He wants me to love him, like I loved Tom.

Gain his trust, act like I love him... He wouldn't just give me the key because I love him.

That wouldn't work.

I'm going to have to sleep with him.

I'm not doing that. There has to be another way.

I could stop him before anything happens.

Just a fake kiss.

But I don't want to kiss him. I don't even want him touching me.

The thought of James' hands all over my body made me cringe.

I could sneak it off while he was asleep, if he'd ever let me out of this room.

The basement, he called it.

I hated it here. The cement walls kept everything locked in here. Scents, noises, even me.

I don't know what will get me out of this room.

I asked for a shower, that didn't work. He brings me my food and water, no point for him to bring me out to a kitchen. The smell of my soiled boxers means he could care less if I have to go potty.

He has been bringing me bandages, but what if something worse happened?

To the point bandages don't help?

That's awful.

But it could work.

As long as I don't die.

A small smile crept across my face as my plan began to sort itself out.

I laughed darkly to myself, realizing it could actually work.

My thoughts were interrupted as the wooden door creeped open.

"Oh Jordy, you're up. What are you all smiley about?" James asked.

I looked up at him, a white plate in his hand. Another meal, great.

I furrowed my brow, my knees beginning to shake.

The plan sounded good in theory, but could it actually work?

It's all I have. There are no other options.

I swallowed the gathering saliva in my mouth, taking in a shaky breath.

Here goes nothing...

Phase one, piss James off.