I held my breath and his heavy foot falls came closer. I ran through my options quickly. Either wait and fight, jump out now to fight, surrender, or run and hope for the best. No good options. Running was risky, but I don’t see how I’ll be able to fight him considering my injury. I was dragged out of my thoughts. His body pressed against mine, pinning me to the wall. Damn! “Trying to run, hm?” He hissed. I didn’t answer him. Instead, I kicked out at the slash marks from the knife I had taken before. Damn I wish I had that blade right now. He winced, but didn’t move. A second passed with him simply looking into my eyes, searching. A searing pain shot up my arm when he suddenly shoveed his finger in the gash spread across my arm.

“Gah!” I cried out. I tried to move my arm, but failed. I tried to slide my other arm between us to stop him that way, but before I even was close my wrist was snatched and pinned against the wall. He stared at me, listening to my pained cries as he dug his finger deeper.

“Since you’re so eager to escape, let’s play a game” He smiled creepily as he took his finger out of my gash slowly. I whimpered involuntarily.

“What kind a game?” I eyed him carefully.

“Well, you’d have a ten second head start to escape.”

“What’s the catch?” With him, there’s always a catch. Usually one that ends up in blood or death or both.

His eyes shimmered with excitement. “For every step I have to take to retrieve you, you get a cut.”

“Let’s play then.” I grinned at him. He was pretty predictable considering the research my family has done on him, but what his did next was extremely unexpected. He released my hands and slid his hands underneath me before lifting me up bridal style. “What the hell are you doing Grayson?” He never liked his real name being used, that why I used it.

“You’re playing with fire, Geneva.” He warned as he started walking in the opposite direction of the room I’d been locked in. I squirmed in his arms.

“Put me down!” I screamed at him.

“Quiet. We’re almost there.” I knew better than to continue, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t know what he was doing and that terrified me more than being kidnapped by him.

“No! Put. Me. Down!!” I shouted again. His irritation was growing, but he didn’t say anything. Instead he kept walking silently. He stopped in front of a door.

“Open it.” He commanded.

“I will if you put me down.”

“I said, open it.”

“And I said put me down and I will. Plus if you want the door open then open it yourself.”

“I can’t open it because I can’t trust you to walk by yourself so I have to carry you. Now, open the damn door!” He shouted and rammed me into the wall quickly after his little speech. I whined a little involuntarily in pain.

“Shit, okay!” I opened the door quickly and he stormed in before turning around to have me close the door. I closed it before he even told me to. I looked up at him, watching a smirk cross over his face. He was enjoying my vulnerable side.

“Good girl.” He pat my head. He was obviously making fun of me and trying to make me feel smaller. It was working. He carried me over to the middle of the room.

“What are we doing in here?” I whispered.

“Preparing you.” He put me down. He was surprisingly gentle, but that didn’t last long. He grabbed my wrists and roughly lifted them up, locking them into a pair of cuffs hanging from the ceiling. My feet were now dangling off the ground.

“Preparing me for what” My voice was shaky. I was genuinely scared and I couldn’t hide it.

“For our game” He smirked again and brushed his hand against my face. I tried moving away from him, but it was futile. “You should act scared more often. It suits you better.” He bent down to the ground in front of me. I tried to kick him, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. I was frozen in fear. He took my sneakers off and set them aside. He got up. I watched him grab a bottle of something. He squat back down in front of me and squeezed something onto his hands.

“W-what is that?” I asked nervously. He looked up at me, smirking.

“You’ll see.” He rubbed it on my feet. It felt cold. Somehow liquidy and solid at the same time. He forced my foot to lay in his hand. I screamed in pain as a stabbing sensation shot up my legs.

“What is that!” I said through my somewhat restrained tears.

“That my darling victim is a special lotion. It moisturizes the skin while also making it extremely sensitive to even the slightest touch. I don’t want to make getting away too easy for you.” I watched him grab scissors. “It’s 35 degrees outside darling.” He whispered with a smirk while cutting off the sleeves of my shirt. He bent down and did the same with my jeans, leaving me with shorts that only was there to cover anything up. He next grabbed a blindfold. He stalked close again.

“No please don’t!” I shook my head violently in attempt to stop him. He simply grabbed ahold of my hair to keep my head still and then tied the blindfold around my eyes. I felt the cuffs around my wrists realease and I fell into his arms.

“Hold out your hands.” He commanded. I did as he said, too scared of what he might do next. He wasn’t as predictable as I thought. He put the same lotion on my hands. He walked over to the door. “Open it.” He commanded once again. I let out a small whimper and shook my head.

“It’ll hurt..”

“Open the damn door Geneva!” He shouted, causing me to flinch. I hated how easily he broke me down this time. I opened it while crying out in pain again. He stormed through the house quickly. He stopped again quickly after. “Open it.” I opened the next door, whining before during and after I did so. He dropped me on my feet and I cried out from the pain. “Ten seconds.” He pushed me forward. I ran. I bit my lip in attempt to not let out pained cries. I heard him counting loudly. I kept running. I didn’t stop even when I heard him stop counting.

It felt like an hour had gone by. I started to get dizzy. I stumbled a little and took my blindfold off despite the pain in my hands. My breathing was ragged as I fell to the ground. Last thing I heard was footsteps before my eyes closed and everything went black.

Hey! I’m so sorry it took me so long to post this! I’ve been having writers block along with a bunch of school work. I hope you enjoyed 🤍 If y’all want a pt5 let me know! I’ll be happy to write one 🤍