Toxic For You

1.

A sudden muscle jerk made me conscious from my deep slumber. I gasp for air as I try to shift my body. A harsh and irritating texture of a rope can be felt on my slender wrists. Assuming I have been in this position for a long time; both my neck and back were killing me.

My vision was blocked with a tight piece of cloth around my eyes. I was blindfolded. It took some time before my senses came rushing. The pace of my breathing increased instantly. The sheer panic ran through my whole body.

I began questioning, recalling past memories before this very moment. Not be able to remember what had led me into this unnerving situation, the fear exceedingly grew.

In front of me, the sound of a door being flung indicates someone is present in the room with me. "Ah, finally! You're awake!" A voice chirped.

A weirdly familiar scent of mint and cigar mixed together to form a strong aroma in the air.

"Good morning, babe," his raspy voice whispered into my ears. A peck on my dry lips was given. Chills were running down my spine. I slow down my breathing to hide my fear; showing him that being vulnerable is the last thing I want do.

"What do you want from me, jerk? Is this some sort of prank? It's not funny, man!"

"I see that strong willed attitude is still in you," he put his face closer to mine. His calmed breathing hits my face. His aroma grew stronger. His hand brushed through my hair and down to trace my face.

He slowly untie the knot of the blindfold at the back of my head, revealing his face. My eyes met his. He had a pretty pair of emerald coloured eyes. The specks of brown in it have me charmed. His lips formed a smirk, knowing well that he's attractive. The aura he gave out was intriguing.

"Let me go you sick fuck! I'm not playing!"

"Now, now. No need to use such vulgar language," the cockiness in his tone was vexatious.

"Not playing? Then that makes the both of," he continued.

"Thirsty?" He gestured a water bottle with a straw on it. Hesitantly, I put my lips on the straw and drank. 'For fuck sake' I thought

He pulled away the water bottle even before my thirst was quenched and set it aside. He gets behind me and untie the ropes.

As he fiddles with it, he gave out a warning. "If you ever try to escape..." his sentence stopped halfway. He lowered his head and directly whispered into my ears, "I'll break your neck," my adrenaline was rushing. He pressed his warm lips on the shell of my ear and began to nibble it and made me shivered in fear.

The ropes fall into the ground as he finish undoing the ties. "Stand up," he commanded. I stood up obediently. "Good boy!" He chirped. 'Good boy? This fucking guy is unbelievable!' I rub my wrist, the rope's braiding pattern was visible on both of it.

As he was fishing for something in his pocket I took the chance to attack him. A blow a hard punch on his face.

"Ah," he winced and trail his finger on his jawline. I run towards the door as fast as could.

He grabbed my hand and cuffed my right hand to his left. He dragged me to the door. "Can't wait?" He asked as if nothing happened just now.

He opened it and revealed stairs to the kitchen. As we climbed the stairs, the walls became smaller, smaller and smaller. I realised the exit was a cupboard next to his sink.

He ducked his head as he exits. I copy. The smell of bacon and eggs attacked my nostrils, immediately, my mouth to water and my stomach grumbled.

"I prepared breakfast," he exclaimed. We sat facing each other on the kitchen table. On the table, there was the food that made my starvation grew but I didn't dig in right away.

I stared at him as he starts to cut in the eggs, making the thick yellow ooze to pour out. "Well, what are you waiting for? Fish starts to walk? Eat." He demanded.

Since this attractive sicko in front of me cuffed my RIGHT hand, I had to use the left one. It was a struggle to properly hold the silverware.

I stuffed in the hot breakfast into my mouth. At this point, I may look desperate. My blank mind suddenly starts thinking of escaping. I start to make plans in my head as I chew on my food.

I was lost in my thought but abruptly disturbed when the man stands up and took the plates. I was forcefully dragged to the sink. I watched him as he wash the plates and silverware.

I could smash his head with this plate and run but I'm cuffed to him.

Ideas ran wild in my head. Some are ridiculous and some are possible, but I didn't dare to do it. This guy was bigger and muscular than me. He could knock me off with just a swift punch.

My pride drops a little. As a male, I shouldn't have been kidnapped. It's pathetic. It makes me loose my mind when my body starts to shake when he talks to me.

He dried his hands and told me to enter the cupboard. "What?" I stared at him in disbelief. "Are you deaf? I said get inside." I stay motionless. His fingers roughly yanked my hair. I winced. He forcefully shoved me inside the cupboard.