It has been over two months, or at least you think, since you saw yourself on the news marked as a missing person not yet found on the small tv in this... basement. Or cell.. You sat crisscross on the floor in front of the tv which only had four channels on it, in which you couldn't even change with the lack of a remote. Cuts and bruises were scattered all over your body in different shades of blue, green, red, purple, and some yellow if it was really bad. These bruises were conflicted by both Cioccolata and Secco. Secco being the main cause especially if Cioccolata wasn't there to stop him whenever Secco got mad at you for trying to escape.

You could only be entertained with the tv. You barely ate. They didn't feed you, only when you had to practically beg for food and water. At least they gave you water every once in a while.

As you sat on the floor starring at the tv, you were getting sick of watching the same thing these past months. It almost made you want to punch the tv. Release some anger to it, but you were destined to get beat by either Cioccolata or Secco.. Or both.

You found yourself almost wanting one of them to come into the room and check on your or something. You couldn't stand being alone anymore. It was so tiring. No physical contact unless you count the beatings, no natural sunlight, nothing. You were starting to forget how to even speak.

And when one of them finally came into the room, being Cioccolata, you had to hold back your excitement at the sight of him holding a plate of food and a glass of water. He placed it down on the floor next to you and was about to pull his hands away when your hand grabbed his wrist. Then the stuttered words came from your mouth

"Stay—" It was almost a desperate plead.

He starred at you for a while, not saying anything. He made up his mind and slowly lowered himself to the ground a little away from you.

"I will stay," he said in a quieter tone than normal. He then sat there and watched you eat.