She Stole My Heart » Places

         The covers have been stripped away from me and I quickly sit up in bed glaring at my captor. Is she serious? I could care less if this was her room and her bed! I was kidnapped! Taken from everything that I know and love. I just want to sleep the drugs and headache away. All the pain that I was feeling, I wanted it to be gone. Having her in my room doesn't help at all. The captor moved the blanket back onto the bed before disappearing into the bathroom. The shower was on and I stood up. There was no way I was going to be able to run away. The door was slightly ajar and I didn't know how many people were around.

I captor came back out and got dressed in some clothes before getting comfortable in the bed. I was open to all the clothes and warned about what would happen if I tried to leave. "Trust me. I wasn't going to try," I said walking over to where the clothes wore. Pulling out sweatpants and a shirt, I changed into them and examined the bed. I was not sleeping on the floor, but it was going to be awkward. Letting out a sigh, I slipped into the bed.

I moved toward the edge of the bed. Quickly and quietly, I fell asleep not looking forward to tomorrow.