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It goes black.
That's when I wake up in the hotel in just the skirt—chained to the bedframe. I scream for help and try to pry the chain free, but nothing helps.
Then, Eitan walks in, and I try to cover myself up.
"What is this, freak?" I ask. "Eitan, let me go now, and I swear I won't kick your ass."
"Oh, Brodie." The way he says my name sends shivers up my bare back. "You're home now."
"Home?" I shake my head. "This is not home. Eitan, this isn't funny. Let me go."
I yank at the chain, but he walks over and sits next to me. His hands are shaking. I always knew that Eitan was obsessed with me, but this is taking it a bit too far.
"If you're trying to scare me, congratulations, it's working," I say.
"I'm not trying to scare you, but you're safer here than you've ever been. I'm going to take care of..."
I slap him and then scramble to search his pockets, but he yanks himself away from me.
"Brodie, I know this is a shock to you, but you need to understand that I just want to protect you."
"By chaining me up half-naked to a bed?" I demand to know. "That's not protection, Eitan. It's sexual assault."
I come to realize his eyes are focused on my breasts, and I throw an arm over them. "You're my brother."
"It just means I love you more, and I mean that, my love." He traces the curves of my body with his eyes. His eyes are looking up my skirt. I squeeze my legs together, and he smiles. "We're going to have so much fun together."
"Fun?" I balk at the idea. "What do you mean fun?"
"You've already been here a few days. You just need to acclimatize to your new surroundings."
He walks toward the door, and I reach out to him."Eitan, what do you mean a few days? People are going to look for me, and when they realize you're missing, too, they're going to know you had something to do with me going missing." I grasp at straws.
He left a few days before he took me, and I know in my heart he already has covered that. This is well-planned. It is all part of a grand scheme he has been thinking about for clearly a long time.
Since then, I've woken to him lying on the bed with me a few times and recently to him stroking my skin. I have to act as though I'm not creeped out, because he gets upset and I don't want him to leave me here to starve or anything.
I've tried to escape, but it just doesn't seem to be in my favor. He brings me a bucket of water to wash with—at least it's warm—and he brushes my hair for me once I've washed it. But I don't even know where I am in this place. I've tried to reach the window to look out, but I can't. The chain is too short.
He at least lets me use the toilet, but there's no door on the bathroom frame, and there's nothing in the bathroom I can use as a weapon. He's removed everything.
I'm stuck here until he says I'm free.
I'm stuck here as his plaything.
I need to figure out his plan and play his game until he trusts me enough that I can escape. I've been asking him innocuous questions about where he goes, and I try to work out how far from town we are.
It's hard to work out because I have to factor in the time he spent there, but from what I can tell so far, we're at least an hour away by car. I still need to figure out the direction and how to reach there on foot.
Also, I need to figure out which way the main road is because I am sure we're not near it. It sounds quiet, as though we're in the forest. Considering we eat a lot of game and fish, I assume we are.
I don't know of anywhere near town that's run down like this place that he could have taken me to, but if I can figure it out, then I can get back and report him to the police.
I can escape if I play the long game.
So I pretend to be nice to him.
Sometimes.
