I've been taken

Suspicion

A strong and thick smell overrides me and my eyes burst open. Unable to resist the urge to gag, I burst out of the soft and silky bed and plug my nose, rushing over to the door that I only assume is the bathroom. I push it open and to my relief it is the bathroom. Still dying from the horrid smell, I stick my face under the faucet as I wash my face, hoping the smell would randomly disappear but of course I'm only dreaming.

I wipe my face off and then peer out of the door to see the door to the hallway open and close. Leon walks in wearing some torn jeans and A black t-shirt. He looks over at the bed and raises and eyebrow then looks around. Feeling weird from last night I quickly and quietly shut the door again and look around the room frantically feeling the need to hide somewhere. Don't ask me why but I just need too. I rush over to the cabinet and fling it open but to my dismay it hits the wall surprisingly loudly, making me jump and turn around to check if the door knob moves. It doesn't but I just know Leon heard that, It could wake the dead!

I shove the stuff inside the cabinet aside but It's useless to even try because before I know it the door opens and there stands Leon with that strong fume pouring in.

Feeling caught in an act, I stupidly laugh like a kid in trouble while turning around, and standing up straight from my bent over angle. His lips curl in distaste as He stares at me and then the cabinet.  "What in the hell where you doing?" Then his Disgusted look changes and he looks more dull and uncomfortable. "Wait .. are you ... Are you looking for tampons..? Cause' uh.."

I stare at him in amusement and disgust. "No!" I say quickly snarling while peering down at the floor. Why would he ask that? I guess boys are dumber then I made them out to be. I mean .. It's been only about a week or two since the last time that happened, hasn't it? Hm..

His face doesn't change as he turns around and stares at his bed. I look at him confused and then my face drops. " I don't have it okay! and I didn't do it all over your bed for that matter, god!" I mutter pushing past him back into the room to be hit hard smack in the face with that smell again...But now I know where it's coming from.

I turn around and sniff at Leon. "What the hell is that?" I mutter.

"I burnt some stuff downstairs, Nothing to worry about." He says, his face turning dark and his voice hard and demanding. I look over to the door as I feel his eyes burning holes into the side of my head.

"Are you sure .. I don't want you burning the house down with both of us in it..." I rumble on to myself knowing fully he can't hear me.

He Stares at the wall for the longest and then looks back at me.
"I have to go somewhere today, and I can't trust you to be in here so I'm going to put you in the basement." He says with no emotion in his eyes.

I gape at him, Wondering if he feels anything. "The basement?" I say in amusement. "The. Basement?"

He snarls and grabs my arm roughly. "Yeah, The. Basement. Ever heard of it? You know, it's the thing below your first floor." He mutters bringing me over to the door and practically dragging me downstairs by my arm. I huff in anger as He squeezes my arm. "Stop-" I get cut off when he jerks me to the left  and opens a door I never saw before. I hear jangling and know he's getting his keys. He opens the door and when he puts me at the top of the stairs, out of frustration I turn around stick my tongue out at him and smack the keys out of his hands so they land behind him on the floor. But before I can run out of the basement he pushes me harshly on my shoulder and slams the door shut.

I stumble back and almost tumble backward down the stairs but Reach a hand out and grab the railing. Scared and in shock I catch my breathe, grasping the rail. Jesus .. If I would have fell .. I clear my mind not even thinking about what would have happened if I had not caught myself. God, Leon is a fucking dick. I growl profanities about him under my breathe as I head down the stairs. What is up with him? I huff and Turn at the corner. My face drops, Because there is nothing down here. Nothing. No chairs, beds, TV, nothing. Extremely, Overly Frustrated I scream and the walls let it echo through the room. "Fucking Great. Juuust Great." I mutter and plop down on the cold floor. Looking around I notice its not completely Deserted, There's another door. A bathroom possibly? Good I need to use the bathroom...