Five

I woke up in the room that Nathaniel provided me. This time it was my wrist that had the chain on. I sighed and stared out of the window, I really hoped that Jeanette made it out.

I let a few stray tears out, purely from missing my family and also from the frustration of not being a better help to Claude or Jeanette. The reason - the only reason - they were here was because they were close friends of mine. Who knew being someone's friend could be so dangerous?

I went to pull the covers over me but they wouldn't budge causing me to rest up on my elbows propping myself up in confusion. Then the reason why the covers didn't budge was because Nathaniel was sat on them. He was sitting on the end of my bed staring at me emotionless. There was no hint of anger, or annoyance or anything. That's what scared me, when he was in this state he was unpredictable.

"I really want to be able to trust you. I really do." Nathaniel stated as I sighed. I laid back down, all I wanted to do was hide from everything and everyone under my covers.

He waited for a minute for me to say something and when I didn't he spoke again, "You don't submit easily, did you really think I was going to leave those keys where I did on accident? I wanted to test what you'd do. I didn't think you'd stay put and wait for me but I wanted you to prove me wrong so badly." He said in a slow whispering tone.

"Did you really think if I saw the chance to get them out I wouldn't take it?" I asked and heard him move which made me try to sit up but couldn't due to him moving closer and blocking me in. His hands were on both sides of my waist, his hands on the covers holding me down as if I had a restraint going over my stomach. He moved his head down close to mine causing me to put my hand on his chest to try and get him to back up.

"I wanted you to prove that I could trust you or start trusting you. Josaline, if you had just stayed put-"

"Like I said, I had to at least try to get my friends out of here. The reason they're here is because they're your leverage over me. That's the only reason you brought them here."

"It was quite the dramatic stunt you pulled with your friends. Sure enough Jeanette got out but I know my land." He smiled his sinister smile at me and I trembled in fear.

"What did you do to her?" My voice quivered as I asked what I had been thinking since I woke up.

"Let's just say, she'll probably have a massive headache when she wakes up." He snickered and I glared daggers at him. I wanted to punch him so bad but I remembered his warning.

"You're ruthless!" I screamed at him. He started laughing at my comment and it infuriated me. Since he was so close to me, I decided I was going to headbutt him.

My head connected his his head and we both groaned. I rubbed my forehead and sat up away from him as he rubbed his head. He stared at me and I could tell he was stunned by what I had done.

"What the hell Josaline!" He yelled at me making me flinch, I stared at him back emotionless. Trying to not let him see how terrified I was. "That hurt! Why'd you do that for?!" He exclaimed at me.

I smiled victoriously for a second, "So you do have feelings." I mumbled and he obviously heard with him being so close to me.

"You little-" He stopped himself and I saw him take a deep breath. He was obviously trying to calm himself down. "You fight dirty." He scoffed at me and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Oh, I fight dirty?" I snapped at him and he smirked.

"You do. I have to say though, you seem to forget I have your friends. They're in my hands, it'll be easy enough for me to get rid of one of them. But, you wouldn't make poor Claude pay for your actions would you? You've said more times than one that I should punish you for your own actions and not them... Maybe I should." He suddenly lunged at me and I managed to scurry away just in time. My wrist chain only allowed me to go so far, I was screwed either way.

He grabbed the chain and pulled it, pulling my arm with it. I ended up back on the bed and he put his hands on my wrists holding me down to the bed. I screamed and kicked  trying to push myself away.

He chuckled at my willpower to fight him, "You're not going anywhere, Doll. You will accept the fact your my property now and will forever be mine. Claude will have no chance with you, Jeanette will have no future. I will make sure of that- Unless you behave. You wanted to get them both out well, I've got other plans for them. You're going to behave from now on, like I've said before I don't want to hurt you. So do not push me." He watched as I tried my best to fight even if I knew I stood no chance, I wasn't going to allow him to control me. I hated the idea.

"I may not be going anywhere but I won't stop fighting you. Every day, every minute, every second, I'll be thinking of ways to escape from you!" I stopped fighting him as his grip started to hurt my wrists and stared up at him. "I won't stop fighting, not until they're safe with their families and I have proof of it!" I told him sternly and he chuckled. 

"Have fun waiting for that day to arrive then, doll." He stood up and walked out, the door closed and locked. My tears of fear started to surface as I realised I was finally alone again. I cried my feelings out, I wanted to go home so badly. I wonder if Claude and Jeannette felt the same... I mean, they had to right? I wasn't just alone in this, but I'm also the reason that I'm not alone in this. I sat up and stared at my photo frame. The tears coming out still but no sobs left my mouth. 

I miss them... Even my dad... I miss them all...

I looked up at my room wall, trying to figure out if I could reach it. I stood up and walked towards it, but not before my wrist jolted me backwards. Of course, of course I wouldn't be able to reach it. How foolish of me to think that.

I looked at the books on the side, I took one and threw it at the wall. It sounded hollow, just as I thought... This must have been one big room converted into a hallway and three separate rooms. I noticed how my room had been the biggest of them all when I was in them. I heard another thud at the other side of the wall, Jeannette must have been awake and done the same thing... 

"Jeannette!? Can you hear me?!" I yelled trying to not yell too loud. 

"Yeah! I hear you!" I heard a little muffled yell, I smiled happy to know that she was somewhat alright if she was awake.

"Are you alright?!" I yelled back to her hoping she heard again. 

"A little bruised and sore! But okay!" Hearing her say she was bruised and sore made me angry. I hated him for hurting her. I looked around and tried to find something to try and pick the chain with. After trying to search without tearing my arm off I finally found a pin. I gasped excitedly, it had to work.

Sitting back on the bed with the pin I started to try and fiddle around with the pin in the lock like I saw them do in movies. It was quite funny thinking how I thought I'd never do the things people do in movies, but here I was. Living a whole drama series. 

I gasped in disbelief when the chain came off of my wrist. I celebrated quietly and walked to the wall, I searched on the desk for more stronger objects. Something had to be here, I had to try and get into Jeanette. Or at least be able to talk to her more easily. I found a little statue object of a cute panda, deciding it was the best thing I had going for me at that point I started to try and chip at the wall. I groaned when it decided to break, it had been working enough for the wallpaper to come off a little. I had noticed it was a wooden wall and not a cement one. I chuckled in victory. 

"Nathaniel, that is your first mistake." I mumbled to myself and walked to my bathroom to see if there was anything of use in there. I ended up finding my toothbrush to be the best thing in there. I walked back out and walked to the wall where the wallpaper was ripped next to the shelf, I started to use the pointed bit at the bottom of the toothbrush to start scrapping the wood. This was going to take a while, but I was determined. 

Then I realised that wood can rot over time if it got wet. I went back to my bathroom and got a cup and threw it as best as I could at the wood and repeated that a couple of times. I then used one of the towels to dry the wallpaper off so it wouldn't draw his attention.

I put the cup back and felt the wood and it was damp which made me smile. It will rot over a few days if it wasn't treated and I've just got to make sure he's not aware of the damp wood. I smiled a little victory.

I was going to win, I wasn't giving up for my friends sake and my family's sake.

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The house in the picture is what I picture Nathaniels house to be, but it's obviously surrounded by corn fields. So picture that house around corn fields 😂

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