His ways//: A Kidnapped Story

Chapter 3

While I was sleeping I heard shuffling going around me. Mm.. Food.. I peeked to see Jasheh standing over me shirtless. Damn he looked good but the food looked better..
"Take a shower when ur done eating and come to my room.. Knock before you come in though " he mumbles throwing the bag of food at me and walking out. I peeked in the bag to see taco bell.. my favorite.I munched on the chips looking around the room..At least its a nice room I could've been in the basement for god sakes. I finished up with eating and took a shower. All the clothes in the closet were my exact size.. Weird.. Same with panties and bras.. I shook it off and got dress.
"Nice... ass.. " he chuckles through the intercom
"STALKER!!!" I screamed.
I went to his room pissed off and walked right in forgetting the knocking rule. I walked over to his bed and examined it. A tight grip formed around my waist as I was pulled back and he breathed onto my neck.
"Simonè... I know you don't tend to listen to rules... But ur gonna listen to mine... Don't? then face consequences.. " he mumbles. I felt my panties start to soak. Why is his voice such a turn on like that.
"Y-yes Jasheh.. " I stutter
"I'm not Jasheh.. I'm jay"he said letting go and walking over to the bed.
"Can I use the bathroom?.. "
"Right there " he pointed
I nod walking over to it. I closed the door and filled a cup with water and poured it into the toilet to sound like peeing. I searched around and opened his medicine cabinet to find 2 pill bottles.

One : Bipolar Disorder Pills
Jasheh Onfroy
Take 1 a day

Two: Personality Disorder Pills
Jasheh Onfroy
Take 2 a day

This boy is fucking crazy.. I quickly closed it and turned face to face with him. His eyes where red staring down at me.Staring back with a face scared he started to beat on me. Blows to the face. Kicks to the stomach and he gripped me up by my hair.
" bitch don't try it.. Don't go snooping around on shit either stay the fuck outta my shit vro before I fucking kill your ass!! " he screamed causing me to cry harder.
"I'm sorry.. " I cried out
" everyone is always fucking sorry go to your same room dead ass.. And don't come out.. " he got up walking out. I sat there crying to be startled by him through the intercom.
"NOW SIMONÈ!! "
I quickly got up running to the room and closed the door getting in the bed. I hate my life I kept saying crying myself to sleep.