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Please let me go

I am not your prisoner!

I am not your prisoner!

Oct 10, 2021

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My head hurts. Ugh.

There's a small crack of light beaming through the curtains, hitting me right in the eyes.

Shit. Why does my head hurt so bad?

I sit up slowly and let my eyes adjust to the brightness of the room.

Holy fuck! Where am I?

I stumble out of the bed losing my balance and my body hit the floor with a loud thud. I try to stand again on wobbly legs, and make my way to the window. Pulling back the curtains, I squint my eyes in the light.
I'm basically in a huge 2 story house with the largest yard I've ever seen, surrounded by a very high gate.
I turn around and look around the room.
It's beautiful, I have to admit. Very modern but beautiful and bright. Queen size plush bed with end tables on each side, white desk with a roll out chair, and a comfy looking white love seat that sits in front of the second window of the room with a plain wooden coffee table in front of it.

I'm quickly brought back to reality when I hear the door open, and a familiar face walks in with a tray of food.

You.

Anger is quick get the best of my emotions. I cross my arms over my chest and turn my back to Hika to glare out the window. All the memories of last nights events replay in my head and I'm fully aware I've been kidnapped.

"I've brought you breakfast little one." He walks to the coffee table and sets the tray down.
"I don't know what kind of things you like to eat so I brought you a little of everything. With Juice and milk"

I don't respond. I'm not eating that. I don't care what he offers me. I'm not taking it.

He turns to leave the room and I'm furious! I walk over to the tray and swipe it to the floor. Food and liquid goes everywhere. He stops dead in his tracks and whips his head around looking at the spilt food that litered the floor.
I stand there staring with clenched fists at my sides, obviously showing the anger on my face.

He stomps towards me and I back up with each step and my anger turns to fear. My foot hits the edge of the couch and I lose my balance falling back on it. Hika put one knee on the couch almost staddling my lap and grabs my face. No hard but enough to get my full attention.

"I get that you're upset, I do. But starving yourself to gain your freedom is not going to happen. You will not harm yourself...." He gets close enough to my face that our lips almost touch and I feel the heat of his breathe on my mouth. His breathe smells divine.

"You WILL eat, little one."
 
No the hell I wont! You can't keep me here forever! You just wait and see!

Hika let's go of my face and get's up off the couch, and goes to leave the room closing the door behind him.
With tear filled eyes, I look out the second window and look around the yard. Looking for a possibility to get away. For an escape or at least a plan.
Moments later the door opens again and an older woman walks in with a broom, a dustpan, and a mop.

Shit, my stubborness just made her job harder.

I get up from the couch and kneel beside her, picking up the big pieces of glass and placing them into a pile.
Tears falling from my eyes, I'm basically picking up the glass clumbsily, I cut my hand.
The older woman grabs my wrist and brings it close to her.

"Tsk tsk. Let's get this cut cleaned and bandage. Best not tell the master of the house about this. He doesn't want a single hair on your head harmed."

I sign my apology to her. She looks at me with sympathy in her eyes.
"It's okay hun, I know you're scared and confused but boss has his reasons for you being here. My name is Anna." Anna helps me up off the floor and cups my cheek with one of her hands.
"I will say, you must be someone really special, as boss has never brought anyone home." She says to me in a light whisper.

After Anna helps with my cut and the floor is cleaned, she leaves the room, and I'm alone again.
So, I get back in the bed and pull the covers over me. I cried myself to sleep, and I still refused to eat.

When I woke up again, I realize it's almost dark out. I must've slept through the day, cause I see an untouched lunch tray sitting on the table. I know better then to repeat my same mistake from earlier. Anna was kind to me, there's no way I'm going to be a dick and make her job difficult again.
I sit up and think for awhile.

I'm missing school. I don't have anything to occupy time. Just how long will Hika keep me here, and why?
What happened to James? I wonder I'm being held here for more money. Did James tell him how much money I really had? Is that was he's after? I wonder how bad things are going to be for me when...

The door opens again and I'm pulled from my thought. It's Hika this time with dinner. He looks at the coffee table and sees the untouched food. He let's out a frustrated sigh and walks over to the table.
I realize he's left the door open and I'm dumb and desperate enough to try an escape.
I hop off the bed and bolt.

I run down a hallway and see a set of stairs. My adrenaline is full force and I don't stop. As fast as my little legs can take me, I get down the stairs. I hear Hika's heavy footseps from upstairs, as I'm sure he's aware I'm making an attempted escape.
However my tiny steps compared to his long legs, he's already behind me right as I reach the front door.
I felt his arms wrap around me from behind and all I can do is fight.
I kick my legs and scratch his arms as hard as I can.

"Where do you think you're going little one?" He says with a husky voice, right in my ear.

Please - I sign - Please let me go! 
Unaware if he can sign, I plead for my freedom.

"But I want to keep you. Why should I let you go?"

I fight with all my stength, to escape his grip. But I fail miserably and end up silently sobbing in his arms.
My weak legs give out and Hika let's both of fall to the floor on our knees. Still in his grasp.

"You're safe here. He can't hurt you anymore. I wont let you go little one. Not back to that miserable life."

Please - Fully sobbing, I sign with shaking hands- Please don't hurt me. Please don't let him hurt me again.

I lean my head back on his chest still sobbing, silent sobs, only a gasp of air is heard when I inhale.
Hika leans his chin on my shoulder and we're ear to ear. He gently caresses my head and moves my hair out of the way. I feel his lips tenderly kissing behind my ear down to my shoulder.


"I've got you little one. Nobody will hurt you. Ever."

And we stayed that way until my sobbing calms, and I drift off in his arms.



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I'm glad he's safe. But kidnapped isn't ideal either

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