Caleb P.O.V

My eyes slowly fluttered open. My vision was hazy and I could hardly see. As my vision adjusted I could see I was in a dark room. There was just a small table lamp illuminating through the darkness.

I started to panic and struggle, but I couldn't. I couldn't move my arms or legs. I looked down and saw that I was tied to a chair. I struggled harder and tried to scream, but couldn't. My mouth was gagged with a cloth.

'What's going on?! Why am I here?! What's happening?!'

The door knob jiggled and I froze. I felt as if I shouldn't move or make a single sound.

The door opened slowly and I was shocked to see Zachary. Then it all came flooding back.

'I was running. I was running from Zachary. He chloroformed me! Then he took me to, to... To where ever the hell I am and tied me up!'

He walked in slowly, being almost cautious with his movements. I glared at him, being pissed off. I was scared too, but I wasn't going to show it.

He sat down in a chair that was in front of me. I kept my ice cold glare towards him. He didn't seem phased by me at all.

"I get it, you're pissed, but you don't have to keep a glare plastered on your face," he practically hissed.

My expression softened a little. I leaned back against the chair, looking him over.

He got up and pulled the gag out of my mouth. I coughed a little and took a deep breath.

"You sick fuck!" I yelled, it being the first thing I've actually said.

He just rolled his eyes, ignoring my comment.

"You don't have to shout you know," he said coldly.

"Let me go and I wouldn't have to!" I snapped, leaning forward but being held back by the rope.

"I'm not letting you go, love~. You're too much fun~," he purred, moving closer to my face.

I leaned as far back as I possibly could to avoid him. I almost tipped the chair back, except Zachary stopped it.

"Fuck you," I barked.

He let go of the chair and I hit my head against the cold, hard floor. I yelped slightly and huffed, now having a pain in my head.

"I'll come back when you're not on your period," he said sarcastically.

"I'm gonna stay on it forever just out of spite," I snapped.

'I have to get out of here...'