They say the first day to anything is the worst. First day at a new school, new job, new house. Well I guess until I find a way out of this. This is the first day at my new home. He came into the room he had left me in to tell me that breakfast was ready. I really don't want to go out there but if I don't, I'm afraid of what he might do. So I pull on a giant tee-shirt he had handed me and some shorts and I head for the door.
I get out of the room and it is just a mess dirty clothes strown out across the floor and furniture, dished piled higher then the window next to the sink and trash EVERYWHERE. I can't believe this guy he freaking kidnaps me and he's a slob, great I'm gonna end up cleaning up after this guy and I don't even know his name.
"Hey, hey, look who decided to show her face. I thought I was gonna have to drag you out of bed."
I glare at him and say "Hmmm.. Lucky me."
"Don't be so down. I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"After you giving kidnap me... Hmmm that makes so much sense."
" Just... Do you want something to eat."
Hesitant I take the food and begin to eat.
