Neti
My wrists are raw from being tied up for so long now,it's hurting me,both mentally and physically.
The room is lit up dimly and my nose can smell something stinging and metallic
Blood
It's terrifying to even imagine that someone was here before me, maybe in the same state. I shut my eyes tightly, trying not imagine of what tortures that person must have been gone through
And what tortures I can go through...
I want to cry and throw up at the stinging smell but my tears are dried up
The room filled with nothing but silence. I am alone in the dark and tied up. I hate how much vulnerable I am feeling
I am hoping for something to happen
Something good
I don't want to rot here,my stomach is already screaming at me
I don't want to starve and die,it would be pathetic but better than whatever can come next
I tried to roll my wrists for some relief but the rope just bruised them more
Did I just heard someone coming?
Oh no, fuck
Did I just heard my death coming?
The door swinged leisurely,a complete contrast to the turmoil inside me. The man who opened it is tall, 6 feet maybe or more, mascular
And hot
Stop it Neti, don't be a damn simp right now
"My my, did I made you wait a little more than your liking?" his voice was deep, mocking
Yes,I waited for damn too long
I didn't say anything,I don't want to offend or impress him by any means
"C'mon, speak Neti,you don't stay quiet that too long" he said, sitting on the chair infront of me
He sounds familiar
Strange...
"Who are you?" the words just blurted out from my mouth before I could stop them
He smirked and I hate how much distraction he's causing right now
"Let me not just come straight to the introduction" he leaned closer,"They are way too boring, instead let's play a game" his smirk widened,"You guess who am I?"
"I am neither in a state nor in a mood of playing". I said defiantly but I hate how my voice weaver at the end
"But I am,c'mon" he encouraged,"Let me give you hints"
Maybe I'll play
"Hint number 1,we played sword fighting" he said counting on his fingers
No no no, wait
It can't be
"Hint number 2,we snuck outside often" he said raising another finger
It can't be, I am just imagining things, right?
"Hint number 3, I had a whole song dedicated to wake you up in the most annoying way"
That it is
"Who am I, Neti?" He asked,his voice lowering and deep,"Aww,you can't guess" he fake whines,"I am..."
"Adolph" I cut between his words
"Right, you're correct, I knew you won't forget me" he said, leaning even more closer
The tension between us is palpable and I hate it
I feel vulnerable and exposed and why did he even did that?
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