I looked at her, she was still sleeping. Maybe I had given her too much. I started to panic when I noticed her hands were moving. She mumbled and turned onto her side, her back facing me. I looked at her a little longer, I liked the peaceful side of her. She looked more relaxed when she was sleeping. She looked kind. I sighed heavily, I had to make sure she wouldn't run anywhere when she woke up. I took the rope and carefully turned her onto her back. I gently took her wrist and tied a knot around it. I took the rest of the rope and put it down under the bed and tightened it to make sure she wouldn't be able to reach her other arm. I tied her other wrist and quickly tested it, making sure she wouldn't be able to tie herself up and escape. She tried turning, but couldn't because of the rope. She ripped trying to get free. One of a sudden she shot up from the bed, sitting upright with fear in her eyes. She shook her head trying to clear it from the heavy sleep. Her hair fell down in her face, she lifted her arms to remove it, when she realized that her hands were tied. She looked up and around the room when her eyes fell on me. She glared and her face became filled with anger.
"You! What are you doing here! Let me go!" She screamed at me, she ripped even harder in the rope. "Let... me go!" I could hear the anger and frustrations in her voice, but there was something else I couldn't place it, but there was something beneath it. She screamed at me and tried attacking me. I shook my head and walked over to her. I kneeled down besides the bed "Shh... sweety, you have to be quieter or else I'll have to drug you... again" She froze, she turned her head and looked at me with a mix of anger, fear and betrayal in her eyes "you... you did what?!" she started moving away from me, even though it wasn't far she could go. I reached out to touch her, to comfort her. She moved back quicker and snarled at me "Don't touch me! you freak, leave me alone!" I sighed it would be better to come back tomorrow. I stood up turning my back on her, ready to leave. "Wait! could you tie up at least one of my hands, it's really uncomfortable..." I turned around, shocked that she would even talk to me that way. I looked at her "No sweety I can't, I'm sorry. We can't have that you run away... right?" She looked up at me with disbelief in her eyes. "You monster!" she screamed after me as I closed the door.
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