Ten: Day One In His Room

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Exactly what the title says

But also I have another thing to say so my friend told me that some people just like the "smut" part of stories and that's really disappointing ngl.

But for REAL that crap isn't coming until about (I'm assuming) chapter 15 or 16 because you know...consent...and we can't write anything with kidnapping for sexual purposes because that's (obviously) non consensual people don't follow rules on here frfr and they ask why their stories get banned. Like, common sense?

ALSO, most of these people are OLDER than ME and don't follow rules. So don't ask any questions if your story gets banned for that soul purpose.

Sorry, just went on a rant for a second. harpsichord_ really got me thinking about this stuff 🤔

Here's the story

First the day started by Bob walking in the room, with a smile on his smug ass face. "Good morning, did you sleep good?" He really had the audacity to ask her that...shake my head. "Khloe?" He looks in the corner of his room, she was sitting there staring at him with bloodshot eyes. She simply answered, "no." And got back to staring at him. He hesitated to move closer, for some reason, her hair looked messed up and there was bags under her eyes too.

She looked homeless, and it was pretty disturbing to see her like this especially when yesterday she was all glammed up. Just one night without her routine did this to her? What a tragedy. "I brought you some food, like I said I would," he moved closer and handed her one orange and a slice of bread, but he still hesitated to move extremely close. He dropped the food in front of her, "Here." She took the food, and ate the bread first, putting the orange aside to eat later.

It was silent for a few seconds while she ate her bread. Then she looked up at him.

"Bob." She swallowed the last piece of bread.

He looks down at her, with somewhat an accomplished look on his face, "What?"

She looks down at the floor, ignoring his eyes laying on her.  "Why am I here? What did I ever do to you in the first place, anyways?" She asks, "yeah..." she continues on, "Did I hurt you or something..?" She was confused by him, all these years of torture, they started randomly one day. No context, no nothing, not even an explanation from him.

He sighs, and smiles.

"I can't say, sorry, Khloe. I just thought that you deserved everything I did to you.." he looks at the door, "It just felt right. My mind continued on telling me that hurting you was doing me some right, you know?" He looks back at her, his smile still stuck on his face, "My mind told me to do this. To keep you away from everyone." Her mouth was almost open, her black, thick, eyebrows displayed fear looking at him and his lips move. "What..?" She was confused, she let her eyebrows and facial expression relax,

She gets bored quickly, "That's a shit answer." He looked at her, his eyebrows furrowing with anger. "You control your mind, so you know what the hell you're doing to me." She got tensed up quick, "Stop with the excuses, Bob!" He reacted by standing up, getting ready to launch in case she tried anything...

"You're stupid as hell! You can't even kidnap someone right!" She was breathing loudly, her face was red, she was mad. "See? You can't even tie me up right! I could've used my legs to break open the window and kick the glass off!" She struggled in the zip ties out of pure hatred and anger, she didn't even notice Bob at all. "Fuck!" The sharp pain from struggling hit her wrists, she could feel the pulsing pain and her wrists getting red. But what came next, shocked her.

"Shutup!" She was quickly tackled by Bob, her back hit the ground as he moved his hands around to make sure she stayed on it. "Just shutup, Khloe!" He first attacked her face, she also had nothing to block it. "Shutup!" He yelled again, hysterical.

He started smacking her like a little girl would, he didn't even punch her, he smacked her like her Dad would when he was joking with her. "Stop making me hurt your dumbass!" She didn't hear this, he was being hysterical, like I said, so she could barely understand him in the first place anyways.

But while he was lightly smacking her, she realized her legs were free! She came up with a quick idea, smiling in the process.

she then knees him in the nuts. And she has very strong legs.

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