I wake up not knowing where I am. Then I remember I've been kidnapped and I'm in a basement. As I sit up in bed, I can see the man asleep in a chair by the bed. When I yawn, he wakes up as well.
"Good morning" he says gently. How did you sleep?"
"I guess I slept good. I think I was out the whole night. What's the time?"
"It's 10:00. I came down at 9:00 and you were still asleep, so I decided to just let you rest. Are you thirsty?"
I nod my head, realizing I haven't had anything to drink since my date with Logan. He hands me a bottle of water and I immediately drop my hands from the blanket and take it, forgetting that I'm only in a bra and underwear. I realize it and quickly pull the blanket up again before chugging down the water.
"I brought you some new clothes. Do you want to shower before you change?" He asks.
I look down and realize how dirty my body is. I definitely need a shower. I look at him and nod my head.
"Wrap the blanket around you so I can carry you to the bathroom" he says softly, and turns around while I wrap the blanket securely around my body.
"You can look now" I tell him.
He comes and picks me up bridal style off the bed, carrying me to the bathroom. He turns on the shower, making sure it's warm before handing me some clothes and walking out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I carefully get in the shower, wincing slightly when the warm water touches my bruised wrists and ankles. It feels so good to wash the dirt off me. After washing my body and my hair, I get out of the shower and observe the clothes the man gave me. It's a loose crop top type thing, with some grey sweatpants and socks. I'm glad it's a comfortable outfit, I think to myself while putting it on and then putting my wet hair in a bun.
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After I'm done in the bathroom, I limp out into the basement room. The man gets up and helps me get to the bed. I wonder when he will take his mask off, I really want to know who this is.
"Here, let's rebandage your ankles and your wrists so nothing gets infected okay?" He says while getting the first aid kit out of the bathroom, moving the chair closer to the bed so he can sit in it and patch me up.
After he is done putting new pain cream and bandages on, he stands up and goes to put the first aid kit away. I have a short mental debate about asking him when he's going to take his mask off. I decide to just ask and hope he doesn't get mad.
"When are you going to take off your mask?" I ask him as he comes out of the bathroom.
"Like I told you, I'll do it when I feel like you're ready."
"What do you mean by ready?"
"Look, I said I'll take the mask off when I think you're ready, and I'll decide when that is" he says in an angry voice.
