I woke up the next morning, with a slightly swollen cheek. “Buenos días sunshine,” a deep voice said. I hadn’t even noticed before, but the man who brought me here was sitting on the couch watching me. “I’ve prepared some breakfast. You hungry?” I stared blankly at him. With everything that has been going on my growling stomach was the last of my concerns. “Yes,” I replied simply, not looking in his direction. “Come on,” he said getting up. I followed him as he lead me out the door. Out of this room. "This was my chance" I thought, "If I could figure out where the exit is I can get out." I looked around what seemed to be a basement. A pool table was on the left side of the room; and a couch and tv were on the right. We walked up a staircase leading to the second floor. As he opened the door, the smell of bacon hit me. The man lead me down a hallway into an enormous kitchen. He sat me down on a bar stool and served me eggs, bacon, and pancakes. “Go ahead and eat” he said. 

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“No problem. When your done I’ll give you some clothes, so you can take a shower and change.”

“Ok.” I looked around while eating. Behind me was a living room with a tv, couch, and a large window that took up most of the wall. There was a wonderful view of a beautiful garden. To the left was what I assume is the exit and on the far right another flight of spiral stairs. “You like the place?”

I didn’t respond at first not really wanting to express that I was quite impressed by his large house….. no, mansion would be a better term. “When I ask you a question I expect an answer” he said smiling. I looked at up at him, but immediately looked away as his "smile" was somewhat confusing me. “It’s nice,” I said casually. I finished eating and he led me upstairs, down a hallway to a room. It was twice the size of my room back at home. Another t.v was on the wall across from the king sized bed. A dresser was below it and there were nightstands on each side of the bed. A window at the end of the room looked out onto forests, though if you looked close enough a few more houses could be seen past the trees.

 As I gawked at everything, the man opened up a set of double doors to reveal an amazing bathroom. There was a double sink, large overhead shower with glass doors, and a gigantic jacuzzi. He went inside a closet door and pulled out a set of sweats for me to wear. “ I’ll take you shopping another day, but for now you can use these,” he handed me the clothes. I was surprised to see he handed me underwear as well. If it was in his size, how did he even expect me to fit. “Thanks,” I said, still unaware of what exactly was going on.

"Umm, what should I call you? I can't really call you Mr.Kidnapper now can I," I said chuckling at my own joke, but it was true. I at least should know his name. “You can call me Matías for now, ok”. The way he said that made it sound like Matías wasn't even his own name, but there is no point in asking about it. 

“Ok,” I said.

“Bath or shower?” He asked.

“Bath please,” I responded. Matias started running the water in the jacuzzi. When he finished, he gave me a towel and cloth. I was about to take of my sweater when I noticed him eyeing me. “Aren’t you going to leave?” I asked. “Nope”.

“I’m not bathing with you in here,” I retorted. “Strip and get in the bath or if you can’t do that then I’ll gladly help you,” he said with a grin. There he goes again with his weird facial expressions. I was beyond aggravated with him and so embarrassed though that only seemed to make him grin more. I turned my back towards him and slowly began taking off my sweater. Then I slipped of my shirt. It’s when I got to my pants that I got self cautious. I took them off as quickly as possible to spare me the embarrassment. In that moment, I also decided that bathing with my underwear on wouldn’t be half bad. I was suddenly pulled from behind by the waist before I could step into the jacuzzi. “I said strip didn’t I? Not take off only what you want,” Matias’s hand moved down to my waistband. “WAIT”, I protested with a flushed face. He listened but instead he began moving his hand up and down my bare sides. “Why should I wait, bebé?” I could here the grin in his voice as he whispered in my ear. This crazy jackass enjoyed teasing me. My whole face was flushed as I grabbed his hands. “ I’ll take it off, just stop. Please.”

“Okay, since you asked so nicely.” He removed his hands from me and where he held me still tingled. Once he let me go I took off my underwear and took my bath. I dried off and put on the clothes he gave me. Everything was droopy on me but it was better than nothing. “Do you want to watch some Netfly?” Matías asked.

“I have nothing else to do”, I said. 

We went downstairs in the living room to watch t.v. I sat at the far end of the couch though that didn’t last long because Matías pulled me closer to him. We ate a late lunch, but for the most part we just watched movies till dark. By the seventh movie we watched, I was leaning on Matías with my head in the crook of his neck. I was exhausted and I felt so warm and relaxed with him; though I was angry at myself for letting my guard down so much and putting his rude actions aside. As I began to doze of I heard the click of the t.v shutting off. Matías put the remote down and slowly lied on the couch long ways so I was on top of him. "He's relaxed now," I thought, "I need to get up and try to escape." Though I knew that I shouldn't be cuddling with someone who tore me apart from my family, I was just so tired and he was being so gentle. He began petting my hair softly and despite my efforts to stay awake, I fell asleep in his arms soon after. That was the best sleep I got since I was brought here. 

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