Olivia POV
I wake up to a dark room. I have no idea where I am. The memories of yesterday flood my mind. I see the door open.
"Oh, good you're awake." Matt said
"Why are you guys doing this?" I ask
"I'm not the one to tell you. And it's not the time." He says. He sounds a little sad. But it was hard to tell. He is an emotionless asshole.
He sits on the end of the bed I was laying in. He sits there facing away from me, then he turns to face me.
"So, what do you want for breakfast?" He asks. He seems likes he is trying to be... nice?
Seriously. He is really asking me. Why would he even care what I think.
"Why are you asking me?" I ask
"Why not?" He replies
"I don't know. I just thought you hated me. "
"Why would you think that?"
Ok. Well I don't even know why he is acting like this.
"Well maybe because you hurt me and bully me. And you also kidnapped me."
"Well, I don't hate you. Now what do you want for breakfast?"
"Scrambled Eggs and cheese on a toasted bagel."
"Ok. But I hope you know I can't cook." He laughs a little at the end.
