You'll Be Mine

Chapter Five

     I open my eyes to darkness again. But this darkness isn't as dark as before. I stretched my feet out and realize I have space. I am sitting on a chair as my eyes are adjusting to the dark to see that I am in a small room. The room is very close in and from what I see, only a bed across from me. The bed is all white. From the sheets all the way to the pillow case.

     By that bed I see a window. That could be my way out. I look to the left of the window and there is a little white dresser. Everything in this room is white. The walls, the floor, everything. My eyes focus down and realize I am tied to a wooden chair, which is also white, with a very tight rope. I lost all feeling in my legs and feet. I guess this is another time to start planning what's next.

     Before I could begin thinking, I see the door beside me open. I can't completely get a good view on it, so all I see is a blur to my far left. I then feel a cold hand on my shoulder and chuckle following behind it. Chills ran through my skin and I felt scared. But the anger soon covered my fear, because I let it all flow out.

     "WHO ARE YOU?! HUH? YOU CREEP! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH ME!? LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!"

     I felt the regret pour in me as I felt the same cold hand that was once in my shoulder. It was now on my cheek and it began to sting.

     "Oh silly girl, do you ever learn? Your face is still cut and bruised up, and you still have the nerve to speak such filth? Don't worry, soon you'll behave proper. If not, I'll make sure to beat the manners into you. We have a few rules around here. You'll follow them, or end up like the rest."

     The rest? I'm not the first person to be here? What happened to them? These are questions I so badly want to ask, but I can't push my luck again. I'll just stick to an easy question.

     "Where am I?"

     I really doubt he would tell me this, but I guess you never know.

     "Do you really think I would tell you?"

     "No.... Why are you doing this??"

     "Because. You see, me and my nephew get really bored. Doing this allows me to take care of something. It's like having a dog, I must train you. You must listen to me and follow the rules. I of course will feed you and give you shelter. But if you break any rules, you better believe there will be a punishment waiting for you."

     So I'm just a pet? I get to worry about my life by keeping him entertained. That's great..

     "What about your nephew? What's his part in this? And what are these rules you keep mentioning?"

     "My nephew gets to do whatever he wants with you. Same with me, except I don't sexually take advantage of you. I can't promise the same with him. You know how young boys are, surely."

     I sigh out loud. So I'm a pet that might get raped... I just need to get out of here before that can happen. This isn't humane.

     "What about the rules?"

     "My nephew will tell you everything. Just stay on his good side, okay? I think we both know how he gets when he's pissed. I'm about to get him, so be prepared."

     I nod my head horrified of what's to come. He stands up and walks to the door and pauses.

     "Do us both a favor and stay on his good side. We don't need another scene."

     After that being said, he opened the door and closed it behind him. Once the door shut, I look around. I need to play it safe so he will untie me and I can get out of here. I need to check the window, because that could be my escape exit. My feet are tied to the chair along with my hands. Yeah, he knows better now. You would think he would already know, considering I'm not the first on the list. That, or I'm the only one who actually used their brain.

     Either way, I will get out of this.

     The door opens and the younger man walks in.

     "Hello, my bad little girl. You gonna be good now?"

     I now my head and stare at the floor. I see his feet walk towards me and pause beside my chair. This is so demeaning.

     "Maybe I can get a good look at what I'm working with."

     I jerk my head towards him. He better not try anything. But what if that's my ticket to his trust and my escape? Am I willing to be his toy to get out of here? I guess I can deal with wondering hands, but nothing more.

     He rubbed his hand against my cheek and moved it across my face. My face scrunched up as I felt his finger press against my lips. He pressed hardly trying to enter, so I just opened my lips enough for his finger tip to push through. I felt him brush his finger against my tongue. I pulled my head back and felt his other hand grab a hand full of hair and jam his finger back in my mouth and down my throat.

     I gag, feeling tears forming. He kept jamming it back and forth while I choked, struggling to escape from the hold he has me in. I was struggling to breath and I was quickly feeling more and more light headed. He finally released and I choked out for air.

     "You're in for some serious trouble. My 'friend' is way bigger than that. Maybe later I can see what's under them pretty clothes."

     I feel disgusted and sick. My throat stings and I'm still out of breath.

     "Another time, I'm sure. Your reward is getting out of that chair! Don't worry, you won't get lost. I have put a tracker in you."

     He unties me and drags me across the room by my arm. I ignore the pain in my leg and sat on the white uncomfortable bed. It almost feels like a hospital bed.

     "Tomorrow, we go over the rules here. Be ready."

     He slams the door behind him which causes me to flinch. I run the best I can to the window whimpering in pain. Of course, the window has metal bars over it. I run to the door and slowly turn the knob. Just as I expected, it's locked. I guess I'm here for the night. Tomorrow I learn the rules and plan my escape. When can I leave this room? I lay in pain when I feel sharp pains in my bad leg. I feel gross and disgusted until I drift to sleep.