~third person pov~
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one night
zach has been missing for one night.
the boy had his arms tied behind his back again, and his ankles re-tied to the legs of a chair. he sat in a dark room.
it was empty. no chairs, no beds, nothing. just a empty room in the back of the very large house. he hasn't gotten any sleep.
he was scared, and for the first forty minutes of being detained, he cried - then he screamed, he screamed until his throat felt as if it had been engulfed in flames, he screamed until he could no longer do so.
there was no windows in the room, so zach was unable to tell what time of the day or night it was. but as of right now, he assumed it was early morning.
he heard shuffling close to the door, which was white.
whoever kidnapped him had definitely thought this through, and they definitely spent lots of their own time planning it out.
zach's attention was fixed on a vent in the room. it was close to the ceiling. if he was lucky, he'd be able to reach it if he were to stand on the chair.
it must lead somewhere, zach thought. somewhere else is this house. somewhere where he'd be able to escape.
he heard the doorknob twist. he instantly looked away, focusing his attention on the door. it slowly opened, and the man from yesterday stepped into the room, looking well rested.
"good morning, zachary." zach furrowed his brows.
"h-how do you know my name?" he asked, his voice dull.
"i watch the news, sweetheart. i know what your name is." zach gulped.
"don't call me sweetheart, only jonah gets to call me that." the ocean eyed man furrows his brows.
"who is this jonah you speak of?" he asks, now standing in-front of the younger boy.
"my boyfriend, you bitch." the man clenched his jaw, its very obvious he's angry.
"this is a perfect time to go over my rules." zach tries ripping his arms out of the rope as he watches the man walk around him, intimidatingly.
"number one, don't call me bitch, or whatever other insults you know. number two, don't try escaping. if you do so, i will break your legs. number three, listen to me and we won't have any problems. and lastly, number four, don't talk back.."
"..or you will face severe punishments, understood?"
zach nods, scared.
this is going to be one hell of a experience.
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a/n
another boring filler chapter, yay!
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