Captured

Respect

When we got back to the bedroom Daniel continued trying to make small talk

"What's your name? You need to tell me that atleast so I can know what to call you"

"What gal or nigger isn't your style?"

As I challenged him a knock echoed from the room door..

"Come in"

"Here's your whiskey Mr Danny"

Daniel took the whiskey from Ms Clarita and gulped it down then he turned to her and demanded

"Ms Clar, bring me the bottle "

"Right away sir, I'll be back with your whiskey and your lunch ms.."

Ms Clarita waited for me to inform her of my name

"Shanice"

"Okay Ms Shanice"

Daniel chuckled whilst shaking his head and Ms Clarita left the room closing the door behind her.

"So you're an alcoholic too?"

He didn't entertain my antics but instead shoved the glass from before him and layed in bed on his phone.

The door knocked again and I answered it , I collected the tray from Ms Clarita and thanked her

"Thank you so much Ms C and you can take the whiskey back downstairs "

Daniel trekked from the bed to the doorway and grab the whiskey before Ms Clarita could retrieve it

"Thanks Ms Clarita, that's all"

Daniel returned to his original position and I took a seat on the floor opposite to Daniel having my lunch.

For the first hour or so it was pure silence, I sat on the floor studying the house, thinking of possible escape routes and Daniel stayed on his phone. When I realized he was falling asleep I grabbed the fork from my tray and walked over to him, I raised it high above my head and stabbed him in his arm, he sprung from his sleep and a loud "ouch" rolled off his lips, he walked around to my side of the bed and grabbed my hands

"Are you crazy?? What is wrong with you?
- YOU WANT TO LEAVE? GO AHEAD! THERE'S THE DOOR" He roared with anger bubbling in his eyes.

That was too easy, there's no way he's allowing me to leave just like that, he wasn't about to outsmart me.

He mumbled [inaudible] and left in search of a first aide kit, I grabbed a blanket and pillow from the bed and made my own on the floor, there's no way I'm sleeping beside this racist.

"What are you doing? You sleep on the bed" He advised, I again tried my best to ignore him but he wouldn't let up.

He walked over to me and his muscular, rugged body now created a draken shadow over me.

"You sleep on the bed" He commanded bending down and picking me up.

"Put mi dung, put mi dung now, mi Ave two foot mi can walk" and I practically sprang out of his hands, he didn't fight me but instead layed on my blanket before I could.

I was too tired to keep fighting so I hauled my body over to the bed and layed there, I could feel his eyes piercing through my skin but I did not make eye contact.

I closed my eyes to supress the weary and exhausted state my body was in but I could n't fall asleep. I was still very stunned and traumatized, I probed for comfort the best way I knew, closing my eyes and mouthing a small prayer.

"You were praying "

"Isn't that what you just saw?"

" There is no need to be this hostile"