City of Lies

~Precious~

        It's hard trying to think positive, when all you can do is think negative, or if your going to die today. I've been in here for three days going on four,  the day is almost over. Ever since Mr. Asshole been here earlie, he hasn't been back.  And i'm sitting here alone, all these questions keep going through my mind. Is my father coming to get me? Or am I going to die here because I was never loved? Being kidnapped would make you  think like this.

'        But as these thoughts go through my mind;  I get distracted by footsteps, big heavy footsteps actually. And there getting closer and closer. Louder and louder. I hurry up and lay on the bed so my back is facing the door. I do not want to see the enemy. As soon as I do,the door opens for a few seconds and then closes. Whew that was close.

        Before I get up I wait probably five minutes or so. I wonder what is outside the door. Freedom, food, Mr. Sexy Asshole, or... death. But i'll never know until I get to see. I get up and make my way towards the door and turn the doorknob. I look to the left and to the right. The only way I can go is to the left. So, I slowly tip toe my way there. As. im approaching the end of the hallway, I hear the TV. It sound like sports since I heard football. Me being on my detective status, I turn so my back is facing the wall and look around. Mr. Asshole is sitting in the livingroom. Watching a football sports chanel just like I assumed.  His back is towads me. To the left is a door, It's my time to be set free. But can I escape is my  question?  If I  duck and crawl I believe I can make it. So, I get down slowly and start crawling.  I'm being careful of my steps, and i'm glancing towards Mr. Asshole to see if he's looking. I'm almost there, as soon as i'm infront of the door he speaks and I  shut  down.

" where do you think your heading", Mr. Asshole ask me in a deep sexy baritone. while he's still facing the TV.

Uhmm do I answer? No. I  get up and try to run to the door. The whole time his back is still towards me watching TV. As I get to the door , It's locked I'm trying to move as fast as possible but my hands is slippery, from my nervousness. Turn the lock, turn the lock Precious.  I freeze, I have a promblem. Where the fuck is the lock? I look up and down, side to side  but  I  can't find it. So, I just give up.

" are you done yet,  your not getting out, but good luck at trying" , Mr. Asshole says with a sly laugh.

So this must be really funny to him. Asshole. He turns and look at me  with a smirk on his face. It's funny how he can do things to me even if he is an asshole. He gets up and start walking towards my direction. My brainstells me to run but my body tells me to stay. So, I do both. I stay but move back until my back hits the wall. Mr. Asshole stops directly in front of me.

" you really think you can just get up and leave. Your kidnapped, your not a guest. Think sometimes" he says and walk towards   a direction that leads to the kitchen,  I  believe because of the kitcken table set.

         I can't move. Actually my body want let me move. But with all of the energy I have, I run back towards my room. I close the door and sit on my bed and ask myself. What did he just do to me?