His House
Here I am in a filthy room, tied up on a small-sized wooden armchair. Luckily for me, I wasn't wearing a bikini, was just a knee-length free gown. Just the legs and wrist were revealed.
"I can see you fed well" the strange man walked in looking at the two trays on which he met lesser food on them.
I didn't respond nor look up but I knew it was him by his voice.
"Why do you have me here?" I asked still not looking up.
"You should at least say thanks for the food, don't be ungrateful," he said mockingly.
Really? He wants me to thank him. This hell of a guy kidnapped me and he's demanding appreciation. How I wish I can just kick his ass. All thanks to uncle Gabriel, will surely get his ass kicked.
"Hmm, you must be a tough one"
"I can as well show you how more tough I can be if you have my hands untied," I said looking up, eyeball to eyeball with a fierce look.
I can't believe I said that but I think I meant it.
"I can see my food is reviving your strength" he smirked with a devilish smile.
How annoying, now I feel so embarrassed. He knows how to get to my skin.
"What do you want from me? Did you bring me here to make fun of me? I can see your business, work, or whatever you do is not going well. Or you got no job? Cause you are more of a less busy man. And that's why all you could think of is abducting someone, to take away your pains ugh?" Now I want to get back at him.
"Don't be so rude lady, cause I don't get funny when I'm pissed" he said and walked away.
"Hey, where do you think you're going? get me out of here. Let me go!"
I don't even know what time is it or what's going on. He wouldn't even say anything. Maybe I shouldn't have said what I said, then he would have told me why he brought me here. Staying in this room is like a nightmare, I hate it here. I know he hasn't touched me or hurt me but staying in here? what more punishment could be worst than this? Have never had such an ordeal.
The door opens after a long while, and two tall men with broad shoulders came in, walking toward me. Oh my, what are they up to, is it time to slay me? I don't want to die now, my heart pounding so hard.
One standing by, watching the other untie me and blindfold me. What are they up to?
"Follow me" he urged me as he takes the lead, holding my hands with just one hand and the other man at my back.
They made me sit in a car, and I felt two men sitting on both sides, then the car zoomed off. More like 10 minutes drive the car stopped and I was dragged out of the car.
They flip off my blindfold and left. It's another room, but this time, a clean one. Wow, it's a luxury. The last time I saw a room like this was in my father's mansion 10 years ago. Ever since the incident, I've never been near my town.
But why would they bring me here, where is this place? I searched the room for a wall clock. Here you are...11:11 pm. I and my friends left for the beach at 4:30 pm.
Went straight to the door, they won't be so dumb to leave it unlocked. Just as I turned and took a step when the door opened.
"Is the tough one looking for a way out?" the strange man said as he took a step, an inch away from me. His face was brighter now than when he left the darkroom angrily. I can easily attack him now and escape, but I can't, this is not the right time. I don't even understand my situation, and I've no strategy on how to escape.
I moved away from the close range. Now closer to the bed.
"Why are you punishing me? have I wronged you in any way? I don't even know you. Why keep me hostage? And why did you bring me here? Where is this place? You won't even answer any of my questions"
"Hahaha, remember when I said you look so adorable when you are inquisitive? Which of the questions do you want me to answer first? Don't you want to have some rest and at least change to something better, you look..." he paused as he assess me from my face down to my feet and back to my face.
"Well, just freshen up, anything you will need is here and the wardrobe, it's already stocked up for you Beautiful. I will give you some privacy" he finally said and left.
This is strange, why act nice? No no he can't be nice he kidnapped me, he's just scheming. Well, right now I need a hot bath.
Using the bathrobe I found in the washroom to wrap myself as I walk straight to the wardrobe, lots of beautiful clothes, nicely selected. Why would he stock up the wardrobe for me? How long has he planned to keep me here by stocking up the wardrobe just for me? What's his agenda bringing me here. I must find a route to elude.
I picked up one of the night wears. Peach thigh-length nightgown with its robe. I wore it and placed the robe on the side of the bed.
I lay down feeling sleepy. I should be, it's midnight. My eyes were about to catch some sleep when he walked in. I jumped off the bed.
Oh my, does he want to rape me?
"Hey beautiful," he said with a mischievous smile.
Beautiful...Why call me that, what's his plan?
Caught his eyes running through my body. I forgot am on a short nightgown. I reach out to the robe immediately and cover-up.
"Don't be scared, am not here to hurt you." He smiled at my actions. Wait, what?
"Yes, I'm not," he said as if he heard my thoughts.
"So why are you here," I asked calmly
"This is my house I can be where ever I want to be"
Oh, this is his house. Why bring me to his house?
"Well, I meant to ask why you brought me here"
"Because I want to" he mumbled mischievously.
What does he mean by that?
"I came to check on you for the last time before I sleep, and ask if there's anything you need"
"I don't need anything"
"Hungry?"
"I'm not" well I lied, I'm really hungry. Marveled at the way I yearn for food, this is not me. God, save me!
"Alright if you say so. We'll call it a night then"
"Why act nice, yet you..."
"Goodnight beautiful, see you at sunrise," he said and he left.
Why did he avoid the question? He's so good at that. And he called me beautiful, again!