No Life

~2~

You open your eyes slowly. It feels as if rocks are holding your eyelids down.

Your body is screaming in pain.

When you finally get your eyes open you look around and notices you're in a dark room.

You start to panic. Maybe your boyfriend found you.

You try and look around the dark room but you're distracted by the throbbing pain in your chest.

You let out a whimper as you take in a deep breath.

You try to lift your arms but realize they're chained.

You try and kick your legs but they are also chained too what appears to be a chair.

You resist the urge to cry.

"Hello?" You call.

Suddenly you hear foot steps hitting the floor somewhere else in the house.

You hold your breath and hope that you're boyfriend didn't find you.

The door to the room opens and you see a large shadow in the doorway.

You let out a little sigh of relief, you're boyfriend is definitely not that big.

You still feel extremely scared of who ever this person is that has you tied to a chair.

You see their hand touch the wall and suddenly the lights flip on.

You hiss and close your eyes.

You hear a man chuckle and you feel yourself shiver.

"You're up," the voice says.

You look over at them and notice a middle age man with a beard.

You don't say anything to him you just look around the room.

"What's your name?" The guy asks as he takes a step closer to you.

You stare at him suspiciously.

"Why do you want to know?" You hiss.

The guy chuckles and sits down on the floor in front of you.

"Well you passed out in a cave last night. I thought you were dead," the guys says.

"Oh," you sigh.

"I'm (Y/N)," you mutter.

The guy nods and smiles.

"I'm Shawn," he says.

You nod nervously.

"Why am I tied to a chair?" You ask him as you wiggle your bound arms.

Shawn shrugs.

"Because it's fun. Makes things more interesting," Shawn chuckles as he stands up.

You shiver. People who tie other human's up for fun probably aren't the most caring people.

"Can you untie me please?" You ask.

Shawn shakes his head.

"Not yet," he says as he walks toward the door.

"Wait! where are you going?" You question as he exits the room.

"I'll be back," he says.

"Wait!" You yell.

Shawn closes the door and you hear him walk up the stairs.

You look around the room frantically.

It looks like you're in a basement.

The floors are wood and the walls are mirrors.

You look at your reflection and notice how exhausted and injured your body looks.