Malevolent || h.s

Chapter 7.

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Once I calmed myself down, from my horrid dream. I looked around to see where I was. I noticed the room was was bright and everything was white, the walls, the furniture and any decoration, was all white.

I climbed off the bed to look around and see a glass wall separating the kitchen from the bed area. The bed was pressed up against the back of the couch, it seemed so strange. I have no clue where I am, everything here seemed so futuristic it was weird. I made my way around looking to see a small kitchen that was all white as well. A small hall lead to a big bathroom. That was it there was nothing left to this little apartment place.

I walked back into the main room with the bed and couch. I walked to the big white door that I guess would lead me out of this place. I grabbed the handle and turned it. But it didn't budge I looked over to see a keypad with a scanner. Great I need some kind of keycard to get out of this room. After trying to pull and break the door down like an idiot. I huff and stroll over and lay on the bed. I look around the room. I try to rack my brain of how I was going to get out of here. I was praying that my father was ok and the police would find me and take me home. I hadn't even considered what will happen to me. Are they going to kill me? I sure hope not.

I close my eyes, feeling overwhelmed. I had no clue what time it was. All I could think about was what was going to happen to me. I close my eyes allowing myself to drift off into a deep sleep.

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"Get up!"

I heard a deep voice say. I open my eyes to see the man named Harry standing by the door looking at me. I scramble to me feet still half asleep.

"Go take a shower and put those clothes on, my boss has put me in charge of you and today I'm going to be showing you around. You are going to be working for me and running errands for me since apparently your going to be staying here awhile." He commands pointing to the white plain sweater with black jeans that was hanging on a rack in the living room area with a pair of white sneakers that were paired at the bottom of it.

I look at the outfit and then back to him.

"Please, please let me go! I don't want to work for you, I don't want to be here." I cry out to him.

"Well that's to fucking bad, I'm not letting you go and your going to have to deal with that! Now hurry up and go get changed you look like shit!" He harshly says.

I hurry and jump up grabbing the clothes and head to the bathroom. When I get in there I see a white robe hanging off the wall. Over by the sink is a hair dryer hanging on the wall. Next to it is shampoo, conditioner and razors, toothbrush, toothpaste and a hair brush and feminine products neatly placed into a bin on the counter. It was like I was at a fancy hotel. But no I was being held hostage.

I shut the door behind me, making sure to lock it. I strip out of my work uniform since that's what I got kidnapped in. I walk over to the shower to see there is no switch to turn it on. Great I thought to myself how am I suppose to take a shower if there isn't a damn way to turn it on.

I open the glass door and the glass wall lights up. In bright green letters it says push to start. I was confused I have never seen anything like this. I pushed the glass where it said start and automatically the shower turns on. It had a setting for me to make the temperature warmer or cooler. I adjust it to the perfect temperature and get in.

The hot water runs down my body, it feels so good I could fall asleep like this. It relaxes all the tense muscles in my body. I quickly grab the shampoo, wetting my hair and scrubbing it in. I rinse and do the same with the conditioner. I hurry and shave and wash my body and rinse the conditioner out. I hit stop on the glass wall, causing the water to stop flowing. I dry myself off and hurry and towel dry my hair and brush through it. I hurry and grab the tooth brush and tooth paste and brush my teeth. I quickly put on my new pair of clothes seeing a pair of white lace panties folded neatly with a white bra was placed on the counter.

My heart stopped and I stood there dumbfounded. I don't know how they got there but they weren't on the counter when I came in here earlier. Huffing I hurried and slid on the panties and white matching bra. To be honest everything in this place is too white.

I blow dry my hair and brush through it. I look at my tired face. Seeing the dark circles under my eyes. I go through the bin hoping for any type of makeup, but there was none.I open the door and walk back in the main room.

Sitting in the chair is the dark haired green eyed man wearing a black shirt with black jeans and black boots with a silver dog tag chain hanging down his neck reaching the middle of his chest. It's funny how this place is so white and clean yet he is wearing black, head to toe with tattoos marking his body. I notice his arms crossed in front of his chest and his head leaning back, his right leg laid on top of his left knee and he appears to be asleep.

I quietly grab the white sneakers and find a pair of socks laying on top of them. I quickly put them on and walk over to him. My eyes scan his body looking for a keycard or a phone to get out of here. With no luck I go to turn around but he opens his eyes and sees me.

"What are you doing." He says looking at me confused with a hint of irritation.

"Oh I-I was looking for something but I-."He cut me off, standing to his feet causing me to stumble back.

He glared down at me then moved closer, towering over me.

"If you think your going to find a way to escape then you thought wrong." He growled turning and  walking over to the door and pulling out a card and scanning it across the screen on the wall.

"Come on lets go!" He says walking out of the door.

I follow closely behind. He suddenly stops causing me to smash into the back of him. He turns around and looks down at me.

"If you even think about running away or disobeying my orders your going to be punished. Do you understand me?" He said glaring down at me.

"Y-yes." I stutter and gulp, as chills run down my spine from his scary words.

I sure do hate this man I thought to myself.