My Silent Screams

My stomach started grumbling, I thought of it being a perfect excuse for him to get out. I never even though of my hunger this whole time, I was usually the type to eat like a horse. I dried up what little tears I had left and turned around to look at him. "I'm hungry." He kissed my forehead and asked in a soft voice "what do you want?" I was confused what kidnapper asks what the person wants, it usually forceful and completely up to them- isn't the reason they kidnap they want to feel powerful, or was his story truthful and he genuinely just wanted someone? I wanted to think of something to get him out for as long as possible "What do you have" he looked at me and said "I have steak, pork chops, ribs, hotdogs, mashed potatoes, Mac and cheese, stuffing, and salad" I replied "I want Ribs with barbecue, stuffing, and mashed potatoes." He smiled and said softly "okay." He leaned over and kissed me I sat there stunned and confused, as he opened the door and went out- I heard the locks hitting the glass one by one, almost out he is letting go of them after locking. My stomach was fluttering with "butterflies" my heart was twisting and I was still confused on my feelings for him- even though I knew I should hate him, he killed people, innocent people, no different from me. He separated families, that is something I can't just let slide- but he does seem like a sweet guy with a rough past who just wants attention- for someone to love him finally. My mind was going in circles, for about an hour and a half I still couldn't decide if I genuinely liked him or hated him. I heard the locks moving so I knew he was back, the door opened, he picked up plates from the floor- after hanging up the keys and walked in, shut the door, and locked it from the inside, put the key in his locked backpack. I'm never getting out of here, I thought to myself, he gave me the plate as I looked at it and felt my mouth water he sat down in front of me, and started eating. I looked at the plate and wondered if it was poisoned or drugged and I looked up and said "you didn't put anything in this did you?" without saying a word he grabbed the plate and silverware and handed me his plate and silverware, I just sat there for a second confused. I started eating and he looked at me and smiled "enjoying it" I nodded. We both finished eating and he stacked the plates in the corner. He grabbed me and cuddled me close like I was a stuffed animal. "I love you" he said, it echoed in my head. Why was he being so nice to me? I wasn't special, I was any regular girl. I tried to dismiss the thoughts so I could finally sleep. It wasn't working, they were still very loud.