CAPTURED

chapter 5

We stepped out of the hotel's elevator and went down the hallway, Bryan stopped in front of a room door, R13 was pasted boldly on the door, because he was still holding my hands he dug his free hands into his pockets and brought out the room key that was given to us.

He unlocked the door revealing the living room, the living room was warm and cozy, it had rug with matching bright paintings and a TV set

We walked inside and Bryan closed the door behind us finally releasing my hand, my other wrist was still hurting, i was so tired and couldn't do anything but drop to a sofa.

"You look tired" Bryan said with concern in his eyes which surprised me

Why wouldn't i be, after dragging me away and all the way to this place

But i knew better than to say that so i didn't reply him, he moved and for a moment i though he was coming over to me, but he headed straight to what looked like a small kitchen and after some time he came out carrying two coffee cups and handed one over to me

Why is he pretending to be nice? For God sake he just kidnapped me and now he's making me coffee?

I really needed a drink so I collected it, I can think about my kidnapper later.

"Wouldn't you like to check out our bedroom? " he said  sitting across me, but I didn't miss the sarcasm in his voice, I frown at him and it looked like he was trying hard not too laugh.

I dropped my almost empty cup on the center table and went over to check the bedroom.

The bed was smaller than I imagined, though enough for two people to sleep but that two people cannot sleep without their bodies touching

What is this? This bed for two people? If we are both sleeping on this bed then am definitely going to sleep like a rock! Unmoving!

I didn't want to sleep on the couch because the bed was so inviting, then I found myself wishing he would volunteer to sleep on the couch.

"What are you thinking?" Bryan appeared,startling me.

"Um....Nothing" I whispered half to myself as I walked back to the living room to sit. I was too tired to talk.

I really need to get out of here, I need to go back to mum and dad, oh! I miss Stella already, she Would have called the house and my phone a number of times to get to me. I have to find a way to escape......

Or maybe I can try harder to convince him that Williams will really kill me, I have two more days to convince him.
No, what makes me think he will listen to me?
I have to try first.
Am going to.....

"Am going to the store down the road" his voice broke into my thoughts "I need to get us some comfortable cloths to wear before going to bed" he continued as he glanced at my faded Jean and white top.

I haven't  thought of that, I stole a quick glance at the wall clock and it was 7:30pm "I will have to lock you in here" he stopped for some second and went on quickly before I could protest "but before I do that I will other them to serve you something to eat" and with that he was out.

Why will he lock me in here? Do I look like a kid to him?

I ran to the door and just as I expected, it was locked. I felt my eyes sting with tears and I brushed it away quickly.

After some minutes I heard the sound of keys at the door and it opened, Bryan was with the waiter, I stepped aside for them to enter and the waiter dropped the tray of food and drink he was holding on the glass table and left quickly.

"Eat and relax while I get you something to put on after shower"

"What about you?" I asked surprising us both.

"Am not feeling hungry tonight" he answered tensely

"But....." I caught myself

Why the sudden concern? What is wrong with me

"Dont bother locking me, I have no intentions of running away" I continued

"Now,why don't I believe that"

"Am serious, I won't"

He shook his head, his hand resting on the door knob "I have to " he opened the door "I Dont want to loose you" he said quickly and left but not before I caught the emotion in his eyes. I was shocked at his last words, he just said he didn't want to loose me

Oh Dont be stupid Anne, if he looses you his contract with Williams and the Manager would be lost, so why will he want to loose you?

That is true anyway, but the light soft blue  eyes told me otherwise, I tried the door knob again and it was actually locked, I signed and went back to sit, my stomach rumbled and I realized I was hungry.

I tried to take off the plate cover,as I reached for it I felt a sharp pain at my injured right hand, the pain was really getting much and I couldn't use the hand to do much. I tried using my left hand to eat but the food kept falling off, so I covered the food back in frustration, I picked up the little that fell to the ground and dumped them into the trash can. I managed to brew coffee with my left hand without pouring it all over the place.

I was through with my coffee by the time Bryan came back holding two bags and he handed one over to me
"Am sorry that was the only thing I could get this late, we will have to go shopping tomorrow" his eyes fell on the food "you haven't eaten! Why?"

"I wasn't able to,my right hand really hurts and I can't make use of it" I said, showing him my wrist "I tried making use of my left but I couldn't make it to my mouth before the food fall off"

His expression changed suddenly "am sorry about your hand, its my fault, I didn't realize the rope was too tight, I bought some treatments and plaster for the injury" he said as he dug out the treatments from his own bag, I stretched out my hand for him and he knelt down beside me to treat the injury

His brown golden hair was glowing under the living room light and I had this surprising urge to touch it, I really wanted to know how it feels, I wanted to bury my hands in it and........

"Ouch!" I winced as he put antiseptic on the injury

"sorry I had to put it" he smiled as he glanced up at me and I caught my breath

Finally he was done with the treatment and there were plasters around my wrist, I turned to open the bag he handed over to me earlier

The first thing I saw was a black bra and panties with pink dots on it, I was shocked, I never expected him to buy me an underwear, feeling very embarrassed I checked the bra size and it was exactly my size!
  
I looked up at him as he stood up, he had a mocking expression on his face

"How did you know my size?"

"Its easy to detect" his eyes lingered around my breasts and I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze

Easy to detect? This means he knows a lot about ladies, or does his girlfriend use my size?

The thought of him having a girl friend made me pissed off

He can't have a girlfriend!
Why?
Because........ I Dont know
Because you would be jealous if he does
No!! Why will I be jealous of this kidnapper.

I knew deep down that was not true but I wasn't ready to accept it. I dug into the bag again to reveal a pink night gown, with very light and transparent material.

Am definitely not going to wear this!

"That is the only one I could get tonight, manage it for just today" he said as if reading my thoughts "now let me feed you so you would go shower and have some sleep ....."

"Feed me?" I asked with a shocking expression

"Yes, you have to eat something"

Oh God! This is going to be a very long night.........