(WARNING! This chapter has slightly triggering themes)
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It had been about two hours since I was brought here, and no one has shown up.

The door was locked from the outside, meaning I couldn't open it.

I tried screaming for help, but no one seemed to hear me

After a few more hopeless attempts of banging on the door and screaming, I gave up, slumping down on the side of the bed.

I waited for another thirty minutes before the door opened. I snapped my head up and looked at the person.

White hair...

I let out a shaky breath, my eyes widening.

Those same grey eyes from the other day stared at me with a dull look, same as before.

My lips trembled "y-you..."

He didn't say anything in response, but instead walked towards me "I know you're probably confused about why you're here. But, you don't need to worry, I'm not going to hurt you, far from it actually".

I narrowed my eyes and glared at him "you're a fucking creep, you know that?! What, do you get off on kidnapping innocent women?! Are you gonna do what that guy tried to do to me the other day?!" I hugged my body in an attempt to keep myself hidden.

"Trust me, baby. If I wanted to do such erotic and dishonest things to you..." He leaned down towards my ear, warm breath fanning against my skin.

"I would already have you begging and screaming my name" he purred and licked his chapped lips.

My eyes brimmed with tears "w-where am I?" He smirked "you're in my hideout. Us ghouls have to have some form of sanctuary from all this madness"

I glared at him through my tears "you ghouls were the ones that started this whole mess! If it wasn't for you, I would've had a life for myself, but no. I have to fight every day just to keep it!" This made him pissed off.

He grabbed me by the front of my shirt, pulling me so I was eye level with him "trust me, dear. Ghouls aren't the one that started this. You think we want to kill? That we want to harm people? No, but we have to do that in order to survive. Humans have never had to worry about if they were going to live to see another day, if there were countless organizations and other ghouls going after them. Your kind started this war, but us ghouls are going to end it. You think you have it bad? Now you know what it feels like to be hunted daily. We simply rearranged the card deck, now it's you who needs to fear for your lives".

His glare ceased as it turned into a more relaxed expression "I really don't want to hurt you, you mean too much to me." He let go of my shirt and set me on the floor gently "I'll be back with food for you. You must be starving, poor thing".

He opened the door and turned to me "oh, and get changed. Your body reeks of blood, and I don't find it particularly appeasing. I have some people whom I want you to meet, so look presentable".

With that, he shut the door.

I stared at the door with wide eyes.

He wanted me to meet more ghouls? What, did he think I was some five star meal?!

"I really don't want to hurt you, you mean too much to me"

I thought back to what he said. What did he mean by that? Had I met him before?

No matter how hard I tried to forget, I couldn't.

I curled into a ball on the floor, tears slowly fell from my eyes.

I really just wanted to go home.

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It had been about fourty five minutes before he came back with a bowl, steam radiating from the top.

He looked at me with his head tilted as he stood in the doorway "you're not dressed?"

I glared up at him "I'd rather stay dressed in blood rather than get changed for you".

His expression darkened as he slammed the bowl on a dresser near the bed "so this is how it's going to be? I really didn't want to have to do this, so I apologise in advance".

Suddenly, I was pinned to the floor, and the guys knees held my arms down.

I stared up at him in fear as I struggled to get him off of me. Suddenly his hands were at the collar of my shirt, and he began to tear it.

I screamed and thrashed, trying to get him off, but he was way to strong, and he clearly had more muscle than me.

He tore my shirt open, revealing my chest and almost bare torso.

With his body still pinning mine down, he reached up into the bag on the bed and pulled out a shirt.

He forced my upper body up and pulled the shirt over my head, letting my hands go just long enough to to put them through the sleeves.

He got up and I lied on the floor, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry, but you left me no choice. You can change your own pants, I won't go that far into making you cooperate." He went to the door "eat. I don't want you dying on me" he left.

I lifted myself off the floor and looked at the shirt he put on me. It was a simple blue and black flannel, with standard black buttons.

My eyes narrowed as I wiped the tears away. I stood up and grabbed a pair of black jeans.

Putting the jeans on, as well as my shoes, I grabbed the still steaming bowl and looked inside.

It was a simple rice bowl with different meats and vegetables, but it surprisingly looked edible. I picked up the pair of chopsticks that has been beside the bowl on the table and began to eat.

To my surprise, it was good. Who knew ghouls knew how to make human food.

Still though, I couldn't get that incident out of my head, and any thought of it made me tense. He hadn't touched me inappropriately, nor did he try to, but...just the feeling of someone on top of me like that without my consent...

I took a deep breath and continued to eat, despite the fact that I felt slightly sick.

Over and over he kept saying about how much I meant to him. What did that mean? Who in the hell was he? Surely I would've remembered someone with white hair. He hadn't even told me his name.

It's not like I would've cared if I knew him or not. He kidnapped me, so that automatically put him on my Shit List. Despite that fact though, it bothered me to no end that I couldn't remember anyone like him. Maybe an old classmate from school? Or someone I ran into on the street?

I sighed, my brain hurt way too much to think about it.

~~~

"Kaneki."

Kaneki turned around, seeing his purple haired friend.

"Hey, Touka"

Touka narrowed her eyes at him "you didn't hurt her, did you?" Kaneki shook his head "of course not, I would never. She's quite stubborn, more than I anticipated. I had to hold her down to get her changed".

Touka rolled her eyes and smacked him on the back of the head "well now she's not going to trust us at all, dumbass. We need her, and you went and pulled your hormonal shit on her"

Kaneki glared at her as he rubbed the back of his head "I wasn't doing anything. I didn't touch her." Touka narrowed her eyes "be lucky that you didn't or I would've killed you".

Kaneki let out a mocking, dry laugh "as if you could lay a finger on me, Touka. We both know i'd kick your ass".

Out of nowhere, Touka swung her leg out, catching Kaneki off guard, sending him to the ground.

Touka smirked "yeah, and I can still drop kick your ass after all this time. There was a time where you couldn't even get near me without cowering in fear, eyepatch"

Kaneki scoffed "you know I hate that damn nickname"

Touka chuckled "ok, half-ass"

Kaneki rose his middle finger at the female and got up off the ground "can you go get her in about an hour? I want to give her time to rest" Touka shrugged "sure".

"Thanks-" Kaneki suddenly felt a harsh punch at his shoulder.

"What the hell was that for?!" Touka laughed "that's for flipping me off, you jackass".

Kaneki rolled his eyes "whatever".

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