Chapter 4

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Sitting here in the same position for about a day straight hurts. The rope is making dents in me and my butt is sore from sitting in the same chair for a long time.

Still haven't went to sleep since I woke up the first time. I've only been here for about a day ... I think . There's no clocks or anything around me . It feels like I've  been for years than just hours .

I have nothing better to do then spend my time in my thoughts . In my good thoughts and bad thoughts. I don't think u wanna know what I'm thinking .

Sitting here terrified of what's to come next . Not knowing if today's my last . What if I'm waiting my last hour .. last minute.. breathing my last breath.
No ! Can't be ... right ?

Most all of the time spent here tied up lost and confused was spent in my mind like I've said a thousand times . Haven't said it enough? I think I've said it too many . I'm repeating myself ... I'm going insane and it's only been one day .

"Click "

Instantly I pause . My head forward and my body tensed up. I don't even blink. Only this time I hear faint footsteps. I remain very quiet so I could hear any small sounds .

I hear the shoes the thing was wearing. It sounded like boots. I could tell it was Leather boots by the sounds of the shoe when the thing stepped . The sound of it when the thing picked up its foot .

I could hear light breathing . Even the breathing gave me chills . I can't explain why but it did .
I suddenly speak " why ? " but to get nothing in return.

Was this it's fetish or something? To see me frustrated , dirty and , scared ? This is sick .
And not in the good way . I wanted answers and I wanted them now !

With A lot of passion and frustration I say " SHOW YOURSELF!" Quite loudly so I made sure who ever could hear me. Silence was all I hear until -
" crashhh " . I hear a bottle break like it was thrown to the left of me.

I quickly turn my head to the left of me but still dark.  I stare to my left for a few more seconds until I swiftly turn my head back to the front to be surprised.

I am face to face with . . . Him .
Its like staring death in the face. We are starring at each others face . I examine his face . Taking in as much detail as possible.

I first looked into his eyes. His eyes were mostly brown with green almost like paint strokes surrounding his pupils like as if they were protecting them. His pupils were small cause they were in the light along with mine.

He had beautiful bone structure and a sharp intimidating jawline. Along his chin was a freckle that for some reason reminded me of a chocolate chip.

He was shaved. From what I could see was no hair on his face. Moving up to his lips. They were soft and pink. It was a subtle pink with a tint of red. His lips looked soft and plump.

Moving up to his noes . His nose had no flaws. It was upturned and smooth. Then looking at his eyes once again then quickly after I made my way to his eyebrows. His eyebrows were interesting. They had an intense arch and also dark.

Moving to his hair . His hair was brown and messy. From the look of it it looked fluffy and bouncy.
He seriously had better hair that me wth.

Then after a little while of starring he looked in my eyes . It felt like he was in my mind. It was like he could see my thoughts.

Me looking down on his mouth he smirked . The smirk was intriguing yet intimidating and sexy.
Sexy? Faith shut up ! Shut up , shut up !
No , no faith u are not attracted to your kidnapper !

I really need to snap back to reality. Then he suddenly says" are u done starring at me ? " he says with his deep wraspy voice.

" um yea , yea " I say quite awkwardly and caught off Guard. Then following those words I put my head down. " I- i , I'm kinda hungry" I say with innocence with hopes of food in return.

But to my shock he replies with " I don't think u wanna eat before your pictures ... do u ?" Following with I couldn't see but I could tell a smirk followed his words.

" p- pictures ?" I say in a nervous and sacred tone.
He followed with " I take pictures of my .... women " filled with a creepy short laugh.

Did this mean he had other girls before me ?
What happened to them ?
What did he do to them ?

" don't worry , you'll survive " followed with again that damn creepy laugh.

What pictures ?

What am I about to do ....

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