Bait

V

After barely surviving another horrible night of sleep I made sure to ask the Hulk for a pillow and a blanket when he brought in my breakfast/only meal of the day. The bloody idiot just laughed at me. Uh, I guess it was worth a try.

Inspecting the food that sat in front of me, I noticed it didn't look any better than it did yesterday and my stomach made a horrible sound at the thought of me having to eat it.

Remembering my thought before falling asleep last night, I had to eat today if I wanted to make it out alive. Forcing myself to take a spoonful of the grey slop, my eyes instantly closed. Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. Before I knew what I was doing I had started to chant my favourite foods in my head. Singapore noodles, pad thai, sweet and sour pork, fried rice. Sue me i'm an Asian lover.

Before I had even registered it, I had managed to swallow two heaped spoonfuls and then following the same process had managed to swallow another three spoonfuls.

As I started to feel the food crawl back up my throat, I quickly drank the small amount of water I was given and rested my head against the wall. Now that was an effort to eat and keep down.

Less than an hour later on day three the Hulk came into the room to collect my half eaten plate of food when he received a call. His irritating ringtone blasted through the small room and as if sensing my annoyance he let the phone ring for as long as possible.

Eventually the Hulk pressed a couple of buttons and brought the phone to his ear, "hey Mr C, how are you boss?" The Hulk trudged into the opposite corner of the room while he spoke to him not so quietly, "yeah, she's in here," he replied as he turned and looked me dead in the eye, a smirk taking over his face. "Haha I'm keeping her well, she's a pretty little thing." I looked up at him in disgust. "We will see you in a couple of days. Yeah bye."

The Hulk trudged back over to me and picked up my plate with that creepy smirk still plastered to his face, "you hear that girly, Mr C will be visiting us soon," he taunted. I couldn't work out whether the Hulk was just trying to make me feel uncomfortable or whether Mr C was in fact coming for a visit.

Surely they couldn't leave me in here for any longer, what would have been the point in capturing me if this was all for nothing?

Once the Hulk stomped to the door, he turned around and gave me a disturbing look before I heard the door bolt and I was left alone again.

As the days were going by I was becoming more and more exhausted, the lack of food and real sleep was definitely taking its toll on me and after the Hulk had disappeared I laid my head down on my jacket. My eyes wandered around the room till eventually they closed and I was haunted by nightmares of what Mr C looked like and what he had planned for me.

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I woke up on day four with a horrible pounding headache, the situation and all the crying I had been doing over the past four days had finally taken its toll on my body. The Hulk better watch out today because when I had a headache, the whole world knew about it.

Looking around the room, I realised that I must have woken up earlier today than previous days because there was no putrid smell or plate of disgusting food waiting for me.

As I lingered around the room, my brain was ticking over trying to think of potential ways to escape. As a box filled my sight of vision I thought, maybe I could line up the boxes and then I might be able to reach the window. The boxes were filled with paperwork but could they even hold my weight? I guess it was worth a try.

My mind had already counted eight boxes before I heard the bolt on the door unlock and a slimy, redhead walked in. I sucked in a breath and before I could even ask where the Hulk was, Redhead was walking towards me with a twisted look on his face. Oh god.

This man was creepy with his bushy red eyebrows to his scrunched up nose. His dark grey maybe even black eyes were running down my body and I felt bile reach up my throat. "Well, aren't you a sight." Oh no, please no. "The boys never told me you were this pretty. How could they be keeping you in here when you," he paused and our eyes connected, "you and I could be having some fun together."

Redhead was advancing up on me and I held my breath. My body was going into shock. There was no one, I was alone with this man and my screams would fall on deaf ears. Rising to my feet, I gave Redhead my most intimidating death glare.

"You don't scare me pretty, I know you want me as much as I want you." God someone help. He was a few inches away from me now and I could feel his breath running across my face.

Before I knew what was happening he had closed the distance between us and was milliseconds away from kissing my neck. I couldn't let him get away with this. They could do anything to me but they definitely could not take advantage of me.

As his lips edged closer and closer to me I did the only thing I could think of. I lifted my knee and hit in damn straight where the sun don't shine.

Redhead whimpered back in pain and fell to the ground holding his manly parts. I ran over to the other corner of the room, as far away from him as possible. Yelling and profanities fell from his mouth and seconds later the door unbolted and the Hulk charged in. His eyes darted between Redhead on the ground and me in the corner of the room.

"What the hell happened in here?" He screamed, his voice piercing through the silent room forcing me to cover my eyes with my hands. My body had started to tremble, I was going into a state of shock.

In rushed breaths, Redhead mumbled "bitch," under his breath while still holding his manly parts and in an instance the Hulk was in front of me. The Hulks breath was tickling my neck as I took a step back and felt the cool surface of the wall behind me. I was trapped and the Hulk was pissed.

The Hulk's express was murderous as he looked at me, his shirt stretching over his muscles and looking one second short of ripping it to shreds. If I wasn't mistaken I actually saw a green hue appearing on the Hulk's skin making his resemblance between him and the Marvel superhero even more alike.

"Don't you dare touch any of our men again, you hear me!" His voice exploded through the room and I only wished I could just disappear into the wall.

I nodded and before I could keep my mouth shut I mumbled, "keep that damn Redhead away from me," but as soon as the words escaped my mouth I knew I was done for.

My head snapped to the side and my cheek was searing in pain again. "Keep talking and i'll kick you next time Richards." I nodded profusely and watched the Hulk step away and rush to Redhead.

Redhead was helped off the floor and both men were walking towards the door and just before they were out of sight Redhead craned his neck and gave me the most menacing look, "i'm not done with you," he paused before giving me a creepy smirk, "babe."

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