Just so you guys know, this isn't what she's wearing, I'm just showing you guys what she looks like so we can all admire her and pretend we look like that 😭
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"Wake up Santana!" I hear a voice say and I reluctantly bring my head up. These dumbasses left me to sleep in a metal chair with no headrest. My neck is beyond fucking sore.
"Oww" I groan as I roll my neck to relieve some of the pain.
"Open up" I hear the voice and I look at them to see the same guy from yesterday. I roll my eyes.
"I can feed myself, thank you." His nostrils flare and I can tell I'm already pissing him off. What'd he gonna do? Hit me? Yeah no.
"Obviously you can't" He motions to my tied up hands and I squirm trying to pull out of them. "Open up Santana" he sighs in annoyance.
I turn my head away from the fork which is holding up scrambled eggs and a little piece of bacon. Although it looks and smells so fucking amazing, I can't let him feed me. What if he stabs my tongue with the fork, or even shoved it in too much?
"I don't even know you, let alone trust you to feed me." I continue to dodge the fork. He loudly drops the fork onto the glass plate and stands up before walking to the door.
"Find a way to feed yourself then" he begins to storm out and I panic because I'm starving.
"Wait! Okay, feed me please." I sigh, giving in. He turns around and frustratedly takes his place in front of me again before bringing the fork to my mouth.
I take a bite and surprisingly, he isn't hurting me with it yet.
After I swallow I decide to speak up, "what's your name?" I ask and he looks at me then picks up another bite.
"Tony." He hesitates.
"Bullshit" I chuckle and his eyes snap to my face and harden. My smile remains visible as I open my mouth again. "You can tell me your real name. It's not like I can go anywhere and snitch".
"Jack, Jack Gilinsky." He says nonchalantly. I lift up my tied hands and try to shake his.
"Xiara, Xiara Santana." I mimick his tone and he quirks an eyebrow before shaking my hand briefly.
"I know who you are. Why else would I kidnap you?" He questions. I bite my lip as I think of a more sexual reason to kidnap.
"I don't know, maybe you needed some company" I innocently bite my lip and look up at him. His eyes harden once again but this time he scans over my body. I instantly change the subject, beginning to feel dirty, as I haven't cleaned myself up since yesterday morning.
"Umm, do you think I can have a shower and brush my teeth? Please?" I ask and he instantly goes back to being an arrogant asshole.
"If that's what you want, then no." He stands up, taking the rest of whatever was on my plate.
"Wait no, I can't stand showers, and brushing my teeth is torturous. Please don't make me do those!" I put my acting skills to work as I fail miserably because I have none.
He chuckles and turns back towards me. "I'll think about it Santana." He then exits the room and I'm left alone again, probably until lunch time. Where the fuck is my dad??
