Captured (Split Fanfitcion)

You found yourself in a small room as you opened your eyes. Your head hurt, you felt dizzy and the worst, you were totally alone without knowing where you were. But when you tried to think back, the memories suddenly rushed you down... yeah.. you were coming home from that boring party that you know Claire was forced to invite you for. And because your uncle couldn't come, you just went out to take the bus. Well at least, you tried. You left the restaurant and... and.. you don't remember. There was a man asked you the time, but then he attacked you. Yeah, this definitely happened... The next thing was that you've woken up here. This flashback made your heart race, but you had to stay calm. This was not the right time for having a panic attack and you knew that. You swallowed uneasily, and sat up on the old bed, and looked around. One part of the room was shabby and tumble down, while the other was brand-new probably, especially with its snow white color. This kind of contrast made you think. That man... he must have made this. This all then must have been planned for some bigger things. Maybe it would be the wisest to just wait until you'll know what exactly his plan... The sudden opening of the steel door has distracted you from your thoughts. A skinhead man with glasses, wearing a plain stroked shirt has stepped into the room. He was carrying a chair which he placed in front of your bed. Taking out a handkerchief, he carefully swept the dust away from it. After that, he sat onto it with spread legs. He was looking at you through his glasses without saying anything, and this made you feel nervous. Feeling your heart racing, you didn't dare to look away. So you were just looking at each other in complete silence. "I'm pretty sure you don't know why you are here." - he said finally, breaking the tension. "It's okay though, you'll get to know everything in time, don't worry. For now, just know that you're important." "What?" -you asked weakly. "Why me? Why do you do this?" "Shhh, there's no time for questions. You have a task to do now. C'mon, stand up, stand up!" He waved his hand up showing you to do so. You weren't in that situation to just refuse it, so you slowly did what he asked. "Now,.. dance for me young lady." His firm command made you startle. Dance? Did he actually ask you to dance?? "What can't you understand?" He frowned "I told you to dance, what is so hard in this?" You nervously squeezed your hand into a fist. Silently, you just keep standing there not daring to move an inch. The guy though, like he suddenly realized something evident, he slapped his forehead leaning backward on the chair. "Of course! Why hadn't you told me!" Suddenly as he stood up, he grabbed your wrist dragging you closer to him. "Of course you can't dance if there's no music. So evident... Come here c'mon!" He commanded as he continued dragging you outside of the small room into another one. You couldn't resist at all, his grab was way too strong on your wrist. "Also, if you still wouldn't be willing to do your task, well... let's just say, I'm pretty good at persuading people." "N-No.." Tears started gathering in your eyes. You can't let this creep hurt you. There must be something to use against him. Just think! "Please... let me go..!" Your voice was timid, and you couldn't be helped but hate that you were just too weak compared to him. "Shhh don't be like that." He said gently as he turned back to face you. "There there, if you won't stop crying, you'll ruin that nice shirt of yours and then I'll have to take it." You flinched when he touched your cheek with his fingers. "I guess you wouldn't want that would you?" His whisper was like wind in winter, making you goosebumps, however in fear. But as you finally wanted to give up the trying, a sudden idea came to your mind. A disgusting... but effective idea. As much as you could force yourself, you tried to relax and just it let it out. Yes, your f*****g best idea was peeing in yourself. But since this guy has a cleaning disorder, maybe you have a chance. You started feeling the warm wetness between your legs, and as you were trying to ignore the disgusting fact that it's Your pee, you just hoped that it'll work. "W-What have you done?!" exclaimed the guy "DISGUSTING!" Grabbing your shoulder, he pushed you back into the previous room. "Don't EVER do that again! Now I have to clean up after you! You disgusting Impure!" He cried in anger as he shut the door after him leaving you alone. You rushed towards the wall which was possibly the farthest from the entrance. Embracing your knees you leaned your head on them, and finally, let out your tears. The guy most likely won't come back soon.. he surely had enough of your 'disgusting' appearance and this meant.. that nobody will disturb you. You're safe, for now at least. The wetness between your legs was so uncomfortable that you wanted to take off your jeans, but that would have been clearly a big mistake. You still didn't know what this man wanted, but thinking of his current intentions.. you couldn't let off your guard. The guy told you that you're important. What did he mean about this? The fact that you didn't know about his plan made you reassured and terrified at the same time. Maybe you didn't even want to know what his true intentions are... But now all you could do is waiting anyway.