The day I lost my freedom

Hassle

"Keira..." I heard someone whispered my name.

I felt someone's hands. One was placed behind my back and the other one under legs. They lifted me up. I opened my eyes sleepily. It was Kuro. He carried me out the doors.

"Why is my owner trying to kidnap me?" I asked amazed and tiredly. I hadn't really woken up yet.

"Because he wants to be with you kitten," he whispered to me and showed his sweetest smile. I leaned my head against his chest. I was so tired. I barely noticed that we left the room and headed for another one. Right after I found myself on a soft bed.

"So soft," I said with my eyes closed, cuddling with blanket and bed. His arms hugged me and he snuggled up next to me. I heard his soft satisfied moan.

"Sleep well... Keira."

That was the last thing I remember before I sank back into my dreams.

I was so confused when I woke up. I had no idea where I was. Immediately I noticed I was sleeping in bed with Kuro. He was snuggling next to me with his eyes closed. I wasn't sure if he was asleep or just resting. For a moment I didn't remember how I appeared there. I also looked around the room. It wasn't a large room but at least it had some furniture, unlike my prison. There were a lot of books and I also noticed a desk with a laptop. The bed itself was in the middle of the room.

When I looked back at Kuro, his eyes were open. He watched me. Again I couldn't read his emotional mood from his expression. I put my head in front of his. We were so close. I looked deeply into his eyes. One would expect that if someone had dark eyes, he would have dark brown eyes but Kuro's eyes didn't have even a pinch of brown in them. As if they were rather very dark gray, almost black. I found them so interesting.

"I don't understand how are you doing this," I whispered with interest.

"How am I doing what?" he asked. The expression did not change in any way.

"How are you doing that, I never know what you're thinking... I've never had a problem with anyone else. One look was enough for me to know what a person is thinking, well until now."

"I am thinking about you," he replied without breaking eye contact. Damn it! Now it annoyed me even more! I wanted to know exactly what he was thinking.

"What are you thinking about me?" I asked with curiosity.

He took a breath prepared to say something but in the end he said nothing. He doesn't seem to want to confide in me. I shouldn't care much about it anyway. I wasn't going to stay there for long.

"What do you think of me?" he asked.

"I asked first."

"Answer me," he said more forcefully.

This dominance of his pissed me off. The way he thought he could control me. As he thought I would do everything he says.

I sat up angrily. I wanted to leave the bed but he grabbed my wrist quickly and painfully.

"Answer me Keira!"

This time I could see the rage in his face.

"Or what? Will you touch me?" I snapped at him and started fighting his grip. He let go of me.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked reproachfully.

"You keep me here against my will! What am I supposed to do? Enjoy it?!" I yelled at him. He grabbed his heart in pain.

He stared at me for a moment, then got up from the bed. He went to a smaller door in the room. It looked like a bathroom. Along the way he slammed the door.

I felt terrible. I could feel my hands shaking. I didn't even know why, it wasn't out of fear. Maybe I overreacted... Not maybe, I certainly went too far. Except for his occasional dominance, he treated me well. He didn't deserve the shouting. I was so sorry that this happened.

After a few minutes I heard running water. He had to go to the shower. It immediately gave me an idea of how to make things even worse. The laptop. Maybe it was connected to the internet. I could let people know that I wasn't dead and maybe they would start searching for me again.

I moved to the table immediately and opened the laptop. Password. Fuck! This won't work. I closed it again but the laptop gave me another idea. Kuro went to the shower in his underwear only and I knew he had a mobile somewhere. I also knew it was connected to the internet because I was choosing the food through it. I looked around and saw it on the nightstand. Luck stood by my side for once and mobile wasn't even locked.

I wasn't sure what exactly I should do now. I had access to the internet. I searched for Facebook and logged in. I was following a police page in there and I knew I could chat with them. I introduced myself and started writing everything I knew. How I was kidnapped and sold, Kuro's name, that he was holding me in a cellar and also the name of the restaurant which was delivering here. I even found the IP address and sent it too.

I didn't wait for an answer and moved to my facebook wall. I wanted to write there. Tell the world I am alive but I knew it would get also to Kuro. I logged out and returned the mobile in its place.

I tried to open the door but it was locked. I started searching for the keys. I couldn't find them. I didn't understand it, he surely didn't take them to the bathroom. I looked under the bed but nothing was there either. As I stood up I noticed Kuro standing in the bathroom door, leaning against the doorframe, watching me. He had only a towel around his waist and water was still dripping from his hair.

"Are you looking for something?" he asked with a calm voice.

"The keys," I replied without emotions. I gave up searching and sat on the bed. He walked to the door and opened it.

"You can leave," he said offended, and went to the table with his laptop. I couldn't believe what just happened. So many questions.

"How did you..." I wanted to ask but he just ignored me. I stepped in his way to stop him. He looked me in the eyes. He had a very evil and cold look.

"I am sorry for yelling at you," I said regretfully and hugged him. He was as cold as ice. He must have had a very cold shower.

"Let me be Keira. The door is open, so get out," he said. It stung my heart. He never treated me like that before. Worst of all, it was my fault. I didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry!" I said desperately as I clung to him. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away.

"Don't play that on me. You don't fucking care about my feelings! Now get the fuck out!" he shouted and sat down at the table. I felt horrible. What was I supposed to do?! I had opened door but it led only to the room with monitors. I couldn't get totally out anyway.

I walked to the bookshelves and took a pile of books. Then I went out of the room and headed back to my original room. I sat down in my corner. Still hugging the books, I curled up and leaned against the wall. I suddenly felt so alone, so terribly alone. My heart was aching.

I really fucked up this time.

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