''king to D6'' William mutters absentmindedly
I hate when he does this; calling out his move, leaving me to move the chess piece for him
I call it lazy chess
Looking down at the chessboard in front of me, I try to figure out which square I needed to move his piece to. I pick up the black piece with the cross on top of its head before moving it
William turns around just when I pick up my last remaining pawn and move it forward
''pawn to E5'' he says
I huff out a breath and look for the piece again
''I told you this makes the game go so much longer, I'm not very good at this'' I mutter, but move his piece to the respective block anyway, right before examining the chessboard again.
Moving the bishop seems like the only move I can make without losing another piece
I have 4 pieces left, while William has only lost his knight and 2 pawns
''your move'' I say after a moment of waiting for him, he is turning the chicken around in the oven tray to roast the paler side, - preparing dinner.
Chess has become a thing that we had begun to play whilst he makes dinner, and I haven't had dinner in my room since the first time he had told me to come and eat dinner in the kitchen, - which had been three months ago
Nearly 4 months had passed and I was still here
William turns around and walks toward the chessboard, where he crosses his arm in front of him, and leans his elbows on the table, contemplating his next move
I know he can end this game right now, but he won't, he will try and play the moves that seems like it will keep me longer in the game
It drives me insane
He picks up my white bishop with a move from one of his black pawns, and then it is my turn again
''where did you even learn to play?'' I find myself asking.
He has moved on to the fridge now and has begun to take out vegetables from the bottom fridge door, setting the vegetables on the chopping board, which sits on the counter next to the fridge
''high school'' he responds absentmindedly
It is crazy to think, that he might have had a life before any of this, - whatever this is. That he went to school, maybe had friends
Had he kidnapped people in high school as well?
I have not stopped trying to get out, i keep on saying that the right moment will present itself and then I will be out of here
That was months ago
I do not fight him as much as I used to, for no other reasons apart from; that I find if I comply and do not give him any reason to implement consequences, I am not tied up every night
Like right now I am seated at the barstool across from the table, no part of my body is bound to anything, not a cable tie in sight. I am in full control of my body
Almost like a reward
The choices I have begun to make have only been intentional in the sense that If I did something or said something it was because I thought it would get me closer to getting out of here. However, the chess thing if I'm being honest was not. Instead, what started out as William telling me the names of the pieces as a past time, turned into us competitively playing chess, we played every single day, and I did not hate it. I always played white, which meant I always played first
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