Is this a nightmare?

I grunted as I felt my ass hurting from sitting so long. My wrists were already chafing from the rope after I tried to get free for.. what? Hours? I have no fucking idea. It was still dark, so it couldn't've been that long. But it feels long. Anyway, what the fuck?

I decided to try and get Thobias' attention.

"Thobias! You son of a bitch!"

...

"ANSWER ME!"

The screaming went on for a long time until my voice got quieter and quieter. My throat hurt, and my mouth was dry. I felt like crying..

Suddenly, the door burst open.

"What the fuck Ethan? Do you always have to be so damn noisy?"

I glared at him and gritted my teeth.

"Let. Me. Go. Whatever prank you're doing, this shit is fucked up! You're... insane!"

He laughed and crossed his arm. He spoke with a smirk.

"Prank? You think that I would go buy all this shit for 'a prank'? God, your ego is fucking big."

"You're pathetic, Ethan."

I frowned and grunted in pain as he threw a water bottle in my face. My eyes widened as it fell to the ground. Fuck. How am I supposed to pick it up now?

".. can you pick the water bottle up for me?"

"Bye."

He began walking up the stairs and I started panicking. I jumped with the chair a small bit closer.

"WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT FROM ME?!"

He snorted and gave me a glare.

"Bold of you to assume that I want shit from you. No, Ethan. I want something different, and you're just in my way of getting it."

He left and pulled the door shut behind me. I heard the lock click and I was succumbed by the darkness. The only light in the room was the light from the streetlight in the small window.

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It has been.. what? 3 days, I think? Not sure. I've counted 3 days of sunlight, but I don't know how long I was here before got conscious. Well, let's just say 3 days.

3 days of hell. I was starving and thirsty. I decided to not spend my energy and voice for useless shouting. I eyed the water bottle that had been just laying there on the ground. God, I wanted it so badly. My wrists had started bleeding a bit from all the moving and tugging. I felt weak, tired, sick... how could I ever get out of here? I haven't seen Thobias either..

Not like I want to see that fucker.

I sighed and tried to hop towards the water bottle again, knowing that it's useless. I was too exhausted to jump with the chair. I closed my eyes and let my head hang backwards. I whined and felt the wetness of my tears on my cheeks. I was an utter mess.

Suddenly, a shadow walked past the window. My eyes lit up and I started screaming like there was no tomorrow. Maybe there wasn't.

"HEYYY!! HELP! I'M IN HERE! I'M KIDNAPPED! HEEEYYYYY!"

I sobbed hopelessly as I heard the footsteps fading. How the fuck did they not hear me? I heard the door threw open. I glanced up and stared at Thobias. He looked pretty annoyed.

"Really? Screaming for help?"

I glared at him.

"What do you want?"

"Meh. Just giving you some food."

He handed me a plain bread and picked the water bottle up. He took the cap off and brought the water bottle to my lips. I eagerly drank a lot of water, not caring that it spilled down from my chin. I gulped and closed my eyes. He pulled the bottle away from me and I whined.

"God.. such a pig..."

He grabbed the bread and I bit down on it. As he was sure that the bread wasn't gonna fall he walked back upstairs.

".. by the way, shouting has no use. I isolated this room. Night, Ethan."

I tried to scream, but the bread muffled my mouth. I sighed and nibbled on it, carefully eating while making sure that I didn't let it fall out of my mouth.

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15 sunlights later.

Is it day 15?

What time is it?

There was a small puddle of blood on the ground behind my chair. The rope was biting and eating at my wrists. I hadn't slept for.. I don't remember. My eyes were too tired to stay open. My body was slowly turning itself off since I didn't eat or drink for a long time.

I heard some shouting upstairs. Thobias and... another voice. It sounded familiar.

Wait. Another person. Fuck. I gathered the last bit of my energy and I hopped with the chair, slowly but surely, to the stairs. I wanted to shout, but I remembered what he said. The only way to get the attention of the other person is by banging on the door. I stared at the door and winced. How the fuck am I getting up the stairs?

I sighed and took a moment to think. I smiled as I remembered something. He may have tied my legs to the legs of the chair, but I could slide them down the leg to free my feet. I decided to just do that. I wipped my chair to balance it on one side. I pushed my leg down and bit my lip to keep my screams of pain in. Just as soon as I was about to pass out from the pain, I pushed my leg more down in the chair and the rope finally and succesfully slid down the leg of the chair. One leg free, one down to go...

I took a few breaths before I wipped my chair to the other side. Suddenly, I heard the door open and I lost my balance. I fell down and screamed in pain as my shoulder broke. The chair had pushed with all it's weight in my shoulder..

I slowly started losing consciousness and blacked out.

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I woke up and found myself still laying on the ground. My right arm was throbbing and I slowly remembered how I broke it. I looked around and frowned, confused and dazed. The ropes from my hands and leg were.. cut through? And the door upstairs was opened. I slowly got up as I pushed through the pain. My right arm just hung by my side. I screamed in pain as I walked up the stairs. Every single movement shot through my arm.

I didn't even care anymore.

I just had to get out.

I reached the door and stuck my head out. How the fuck did Thobias not hear me scream?

I quickly made my way to the door after checking every room with a knife to make sure that there wouldn't be surprise attacks. Maybe he let me go..? Where the fuck is he?

I stumbled my way out of the front door, still knife in hand. A bypasser gave me a weird look as I stumbled past him.

I just grunted and winced as I walked down the street. I didn't recognize this neighbourhood.... where am I?

I looked back at the house where I was locked in and noticed that it was a normal house in a normal neighbourhood. What the fuck? Where did he take me?

I stumbled into the shoulder of an old lady with my broken one. I bit my lip and screamed in my mind from the pain. I gasped for air and saw black dots blocking my vision. I slowly sat down on the floor and the only thing I saw before passing out, was the lady reaching on her phone.