Meeting Prodigy

Get Out

Hope you enjoy since its late!!!

This is bullshit. It has been only 5 days but I need to get out of here. He hasn't fed me or anything. Just 5 days straight, lonely, in this room. Everyday he would come in here.But nothing.I didn't say anything back, I don't know what to do.  He just looks at me like I am the bad guy. The good thing is that he uncuffed me, but the windows are jammed shut. Plus, I don't have my backpack. 

I am sitting in the restroom looking at my bruises.

Son of a bitch.

I couldn't look away. My lower right-side of my stomach was purple and black. It's healing, but not fast enough. I suddenly felt a cool breeze on my sholder. I turned and saw the window open. The window was above the toliet. I ran to it to see if I can open it all the way. It didn't budge. Only a cat could get through that space. Only my arm.

I looked around to see if I could find something to open it more. I ran to the cabinet under the sink. 

Nothing.

Well, I finger file with the metal tip. I guess I could unscrew some of the screws. But damn, that could take a week, maybe a full month. I just got started on it right away. I can't stay in this house. One screw, unscrewed. Now fifty-million to go.

I heard my door open. I know who that is.

I threw the file behind the toliet, more like dropped it out of fear.

I quickly ran to the sink and washed my hands so it could seem to him that I am doing something. He walked in and sat on the toliet.

WHAT DOES HE WANT?

I looked at him slightly through the mirrow. I didn't want to give him eye contact, but it looks like that's all he wanted. I turned around and without looking at him, I walked away. I saw the door open but why make a run for it. Well, why not. I turned and he was leaning against the bathrooms door frame. I walked out the door and went to the kitchen. Before I could take the first step he grabbed me by my arm and I snatched away. He grabbed me again and walked with me down the steps.

"You aren't going anywhere."

I didn't say anything. He took me to the couch and threw me on there. I just got back up and made my way towards his kitchen. I went threw his pantry and found some goldfish. 

Yay.

I made my way back upstairs. I didn't feel like looking around to see if he was here or not. I sat on my bed. It was freezing cold. It gave me the feeling of 'your not at home.' , and 'don't make yourself comfortable.'I finished the whole box. I wasn't as hungry as before but still satisfied. I threw the box at the door. Too bad when the door opened, it it James.

I'm screwed.

I came towards me. I didn't move. He sat at the end of my bed, while I sat the top. He just sat there. This is creeping me out. He has done this the past few days and it is bothering me.

"SAY SOMETHING!!!" I yelled.

He didn't. He sighned.

"Why are you here?"

"Because you kiddnapped me."

"Wrong answer."

"What?"

"Why are you here? The correct answer."

"I would like to leave, but you are holding me hostage."

"Wrong anwer. Y/N, Why are you here?"

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? ARE YOU DEAF? I AM HERE BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU STARTED THIS. IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR LYING AND CHEATING, AND YOU BREAKING INTO SOMEONE'S HOUSE, THEN I WOULDN'T BE HERE."