Part 3 - Bedtime

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        We get up from the table and walk back to the room. The chair I was tied to isnt there anymore and we move to the back of the room where a bed is. "You need pajamas." He says thoughtfully. "Anne! Get Nat some pajamas to sleep in." He calls to the lady who had helped me earlier. 

        She walks in and asks, "What ones, Sir?" He is silent for a moment, scratching his chin, thinking thoughtfully.

        He looks at me, smirks, and says to Anne, "Those black ones. The ones I like." She looks at me appologetically, as if telling me that I won't like what is going to happen. So far, out of everything that's happened, I believe I probably won't like it.

        Anne brings in the "pajamas". I stare in horror at what should be considered less than a swimming suit. "You expect me to wear that? That's next to nothing!" I shriek at him. He smirks and takes the pajamas from Anne and hands them to me. Too shocked to speak, I take them because I know I'm not getting out of this. I head to the bathroom and sit on the floor for a few minutes thinking about what's about to happen. Matt knocks on the door, "You ready?" 

        "Almost!" I call. My heart is pounding and I slip the "pajamas" on. I take the towel I used from earlier and wrap it around myself. I open the door and Matt turns around and looks at me. A look of annoyance flashes across his face, and I try not to smile, it was kind of funny. I head to the bed and tuck myself under the sheets and slip the towel off.

        "That's how it's gonna be. Alright." There is a hint of emotion in his voice that I can't identify, but it scares me. My hairs on the back of my neck stick up as if trying to run away, knowing something bad is about to happen. The lights go out and I feel him slip under the covers as well. I can only imagine what's about to happen. 

        A tear slips down my cheek and I start praying as I feel him move closer, and soon I feel his breath on my neck. He moves up to my ear and whispers, "I would've been content with just seeing you, but you didn't let me". He kisses my neck and now I know for sure what's happening. I can only hope God answers my prayers quickly. 

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