My hands struggle against the restraints, trying to escape but they don't budge. The rope grinds against the thin skin around my wrists. I wince at the burning sensation. My arms give to fatigue, the rope still keeping them above held above my head. I tilt my head up to look toward the colourless grey ceiling. I feel tears well in my eyes out of frustration.
That's when i hear the lock on the door turn, i look to my left and watch it click open. He walks in calmly, closing the door behind him. My eyes follow him as he makes his way across the room. He slowly bends down and grabs the bucket off the floor. He brings it over towards the edge of the bed, placing it upside down before taking a seat on to it.
His eyes burrow into mine, i look away trying not show any sign of vulnerability. He lets out a small huff, bringing back my attention towards him. He leans forward, hands intertwined and elbows on his knees. I notice a small smirk forming at the corners of his lips. I can't help holding back my look of disgust.
"Oh Elena, you're not going to make this easy for me are you?"
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Romance"you know exactly why you're here Elena" I scoff at the remark. I wanted to tell him off, though i knew better than to retort. I'm not stupid, i know i need to be smart about this. If he wanted to play games, i guess i'll just make it so i can't los...
