Jordan POV
I banged on the basement door, tears trailing down my face. Huge and sturdy, my hands were covered in bruises, my nails torn and ragged, several of my knuckles shredded and bloody. It was no use, even though I was forced to admit that, it didn’t slow me down from continuing to try.
“Let me out” I screamed “You can’t keep me down here forever. This isn’t right, somebody will come looking for me” I threatened, although I couldn’t be sure that would be the case.
I had been down here for several days, the door locked to keep me sequestered inside, given no food and no water. I’d been forced to drink the water from the bathroom vanity tap and my stomach growled loudly, my hunger overwhelming to the point I was almost passing out from starvation. I was so lightheaded and dizzy th
