You woke up in a dark room that you couldn’t recognize even if you tried. With a pounding headache and an urge to vomit, you slowly sat up on the squeaky bed. You looked around and only then did you notice that windows were closed and locked, barely letting any light in. Luckily, you weren’t restrained, however, you felt too weak to even get up from the bed and try to escape.

So, you just sat there and waited for whatever that was to come.

And it didn’t take long. Son, you heard footsteps coming from behind the door. They were getting louder with each passing second and soon, they stopped in front of the door. At first, it was quiet and then someone turned the key, unlocking the door, and then stepped inside.

Your eyes widened as soon as you saw the man — it was Jason. You’ve talked to him a few times and even went out but it wasn’t anything serious. Turns out, it must’ve been serious for him. And you were slowly getting stressed over the situation you were in.

“Hi there,” he said with a small smile, slowly making his way towards you. But you couldn’t even move back, too paralyzed with shock to even react somehow.

“What are you doing, Jason? What is it?” You asked carefully, trying to make your voice sound as much stable as you could. But still, it shook a bit as you swallowed a lump in your throat.

“What is it? It’s the only way we can be together. Forever. This way, no man will ever look at you again. This way, I’ll have you all to myself, baby,” he chuckled, softly running his knuckles over your cheek.

You didn’t pull away. You knew you should’ve, but you were worried that it might just anger him out. Or something worse.

“Don’t be scared. I’ll take care of you,” he said in a voice that sounded reassuring. But still — there was something unsettling about it.