Trapped in his basement

Chapter 5

"Taylor get up, I need to show you something important!"

I am very confused but I stand up and he takes some keys off a clip on one of his belt loops and starts unlocking the chains around my wrists.

This is my chance to escape! I may never get a chance like this again but he's right there and there are probably more people outside the door if this is really a whole "organization" like he said.

I decide that it'd be better to try to gain his trust first and now is not the right time. Speaking of time... "what time is it?" I ask

"5:32am"

As he leads me out the door you can hear the click tap tap of my heels on the concrete and then once we make it outside the door the light is so bright to me because I've been trapped in a dim lighted basement for a few days now.

"Let me give you a tour of this facility" he said "you have a lot to learn"

He lightly grabs my arm, probably so that I don't try to run off or escape or something. Not that I really would no where to go it this huge place.

After a few moment my eyes get adjusted to the lights and I see that we are walking down a hallway with white walls that match the white, smooth marble flooring.

The hallway is probably about five feet wide so it's not very narrow. I come to a stop when I see an entrance way to another room but when I try to peek through the door I hear yelling and someone screaming in pain. Jason pulls my arm to keep walking.

Not. Freaky. At. All.

"What was that room? Where they t-torturing him?" I say trying not to sound to frightened.

"No they were training"

"For what?"

"You'll find out soon"

Eventually we came to the end of the hallway where there was a staircase leading up to another floor I guess and out of this underground area.

Once we made it up the stairs we were in a small room that was empty.

Jace pushed open a door that I didn't see at first and we walked out onto a grand open area with another staircase that was above the room we were just in.

I tried not to gasp at the sight of it. I wanted to stop walking and take in my surroundings but Jason kept walking un-amazed by staircase he's probably seen a hundred times.

He then lead my across the floor to a huge room with a big long black table that was probably another type of marble or something with flowers in the center and a few tall candles on either side of the flowers. It had a long row of white chairs.

As we walked through that room we walked into another room with a long island with stools on one side of it and a ginormous kitchen on the other side.

The was three woman in the kitchen. Two young woman and an older one.

One of the younger ones had a name tag that said Victoria and she had long blonde hair that had been braided into two French braids that at the end she wrapped into a bun.

The other maid had long straight black hair she had put in a ponytail and her name tag said Jessica.

And the older maid had short curly black hair that had been pulled back out of her face. I was going to read her name tag but then Jason called her name.

"Gloria this is Taylor, our new recruit."

"Recru-"

"Can you make a meal for her so that after she's done getting cleaned up she can eat?"

"Of course darling"

I look over to the other two girls and the girl with black hair (Jessica) is staring at me with hatred in her eyes while Victoria is doing some dishes. When she gets done washing all of them and sets them out to dry a little bit she looks up at me and gives me a friendly smile.

Gloria walks over to me and gives me a hug "ahh what a sweet girl! I'll cook you up a big breakfast meal!"

Then Jace turns to me "Come on I'll show you your room"

He leads me up the staircase and to a doorway on the right side. I open the door and I'm stunned by the sight I see in front of me.

"There's a bathroom with a shower and bathtub in here so you can get cleaned up. I had Gloria get some clean clothes for you and put a bunch in the wardrobe and hanging up in the closet. Your shoes are also in the closet assuming you are tired of wearing those heels after three or four days.

He walks out of the room and shuts the door behind him leaving me to do my business. I walk in the bathroom and look around carefully skeptical of cameras.

Hey what can I say. I don't trust this place.

After I decide there are none I take my clothes of and take a shower. I am very dirty from laying on that concrete floor and I gently wash all the filthy dirt and whatever else off of my body leaving me feeling very clean.

Then I was my hair with some coconut shampoo and conditioner. I let the conditioner sit in my hair for awhile so the sent will stay better and it will hydrate my hair more.

After I get out I grab a towel and dry my body then wrap my hair in it. I put a robe on and walk out into my room and then into the one door I haven't opened yet which I was guessing was the closet.

I opened the door and sure enough there was a massive closet. With a bunch of fancy dresses hanging from the racks and when I opened the draws in there there was a bunch of neatly folded clothes.

I eventually picked out some light wash mom jeans with a few holes in it (the purposeful kind) and a tight fitting white shirt that looked nice with the outfit.

I walked over to the shelves full of shoes and picked out some white air force ones and put the outfit on then looked in the mirror.

At home we weren't poor but we definitely didn't have this kind of money. I wouldn't have been able to afford just this outfit alone. This whole closet was worth more money then my family had made in probably a couple years just by looking at some of the designer dresses.

I walk out of my closet and take a deep breath before opening the door that leads out to the staircase.