I finish that pose and stand to do some shoulder stretches before I sit on the bed and grab the water.
“Did you do anything to this?”
“I thought you would think so. I left it sealed so you would know it is okay.”
I examine the top and all around the bottle. It doesn’t seem like there is any holes or anything and that crack you hear when opening a bottle gives me comfort that it is safe. I take a tentative drink and feel a sense of relief that it tastes ok.
Truth is, I don’t know how long I have been here and I don’t know how long they will keep me here. While I would like to deny anything they offer me, I am also smart enough to know that if I don’t keep my energy up, there is no way I will be able to break out when I get my shot.
I take another swig and eye the sandwich.
“I know you don’t trust me, which I understand, but you need to eat. I don’t want you to get faint from not eating or drinking.”
“Why are you being so nice to me, Luca? Why hasn’t anyone told me why I am here?”
“I told you. I like you Sofia. If you didn’t get mixed up with Bastiano, I would have pursued you. Hell, I still would if you showed any interest. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or get hut. I am just doing what I have to. As for why you are here, I honestly don’t know. They just said they needed you so I brought you. That is also why I asked to be the one to keep an eye on you. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
He reaches out and brushes my hair out of my face and I flinch. He sighs, but pulls his hand back. The look on his face says he actually believes what he is saying. He really thinks he cares about me. I want to call him out for being liar, but another part tells me to keep quiet. I might be able to use that in my favor later.
“I don’t trust you, but I will try to.” I give him my best flirty smile. “Thanks for taking care of me. If the circumstances were different… well let’s just say I only picked Matt because I didn’t think I could be good around you.”
His smirk tells me he bought my act. Thank God. Finally, something is going my way. I pick up the sandwich and take a bite. He is right. I need to eat. I don’t trust him, but I also don’t think he would drug me. If he was going to do that, he would have done so by now.
Once, I finish my sandwich, he takes the plate and empty bottle and stands to head towards the door.
“Shit.” He turns and heads back to me. “I need to tie you back up.”
I get on my knees and climb towards the end of the bed as he moves towards me. I grab his collar and soften my eyes.
“Please, Luca. Don’t tie me back up. You can cuff my hands, but please do it in the front. The other way hurts so bad. My muscles are still protesting.”
He looks like I am torturing him. Good.
“I can’t, Sof.”
“I’ll be good. I promise. Didn’t you say you didn’t want me hurting? Well, I am. You can solve it. Look at this room.” I gesture around him. “What kind of trouble can I really get into in here. There is nothing here. I don’t know how to pick locks. I will still be sitting here when you get back.” I pause and think. “Maybe laying down it you let me.”
He looks around as he bites his lip. He is considering it, which is good.
“I won’t be gone long. Give me your hands.”
He produces yet another zip tie from his pocket and makes the “cuffs” again, this time in front.
“Don’t try anything.”
“I won’t.”
I lie down on the bed and put my hands under my cheek.
“Don’t make me regret this.
“I won’t.”
I am such a liar, but thankfully I am good at it. He leaves the room and I lie still. I hear the lock click and then I count a full minute before I sit back up. Now that I can move, I get up and look all around the room and search under the bed closer. I curse as I confirm my suspicions. There is nothing in this room that can help me.
I lie back on the bed with my head towards the foot of the bed so I can keep an eye on the door. I stretch my arms above to rest my hands on the bars of the frame. One of them moves.
I look up and wiggle it and it moves more. I sit up and look closer and see that it is rusted so every time I move it, it is becoming looser and looser. I try to shake it more and more, being conscious of the noise it is making. It takes me a good 5 minutes, but I am finally able to work it loose.
