Blake woke up in darkness, unable to move or speak.

He could feel something sticky covering his mouth and the cold metal of what felt like chains wrapped around his wrists which were held above his head at an awkward and slightly painful angle. His heart stopped and his blood ran cold as Blake's memory of how he came to be here resurfaced. The horrible discovery of his boss dead on the carpet, blood pooling underneath the dead man like someone dumped a bucket of paint on him. The smell of that same blood on Val's fingers on his lips as she tried suffocating him. Blake's breathing became more panic-stricken as he struggled against his bonds, trying with all his might to free himself. He screamed in defiance as he struggled, although it was muffled by the duct tape covering his mouth. He stopped his escape attempts as he heard a door open and light poured down from the door, which appeared to led upstairs, into the darkened room.

He saw the shadowy figure of Val in the doorway and remained frozen with fear as the woman slowly walked over to him. She knelt down in front of her captured love, a dreamy smile on her face as she stroked his cheek with her hand.

"My love, you've awoken. Wonderful."

Blake yelled out again in muffled anger and fear, recoiling his head back to get away from her touch. Val chuckled, almost like she was amused by how terrified he was.

'Now, now. Enough yelling. I'll take the duct tape off, but you'd better not try to scream," Val's smile went away and her expression changed into a dangerous indifference, "Or else I'll slit that pretty throat of yours."

Blake nodded, eyes wide as he silently agreed. Val's hand trailed down his cheek slowly, savoring the feeling of his skin on her fingertips before she suddenly and abruptly ripped the duct tape off of Blake's mouth quickly. Blake grunted in pain but made no sound for fear of angering his captor.

"There we go. Better, right?"

It took Blake several seconds to regain his voice, too stunned and terrified to form words after the hell he had been through so far. He coughed once before whispering out.

"Where the hell am I?"

"My house and your new home," Val's hand crept up Blake's face again, running down and across his cheeks, as she continued speaking, "You know, they say that a house isn't a home without a family. But with you here it's finally the home I've always wanted. . ."

Val's voice trailed off as she became distracted with tracing the man's jawline with her finger, before going to drag a finger across his lips. It was like she couldn't get enough of touching him, she had to touch him everywhere. Because he was hers and he would always be hers. Blake had enough of her constant touching, growing annoyed with it. This nut case had no right to touch him like she owned him! So when she tried to touch his face once more, he retaliated, biting her finger. Val's reaction was instant as she retracted her hand, hissing in pain and stifling a curse before she raised her hand and-

SMACK!

Blake let out a yell of pain and Val's angered expression vanished as shock and disbelief at what she had done. She watched as a bright red handprint started to grow on his cheek and his glasses were askew, handing off one ear from the blow. Val couldn't believe what she had done, even though it was right there. Plain as day. She had hit him.

She. Hit. Blake.

Val rose to her feet, unable to look at Blake, not wanting to see the fear or even the possible anger in his eyes at what she had done. Without saying a word, Val walked up the steps and shut the door, throwing Blake back into darkness and back to wondering if he'd ever get out of here alive.

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Bit of shorter second chapter, but I plan on making the next chapters a lot longer, or maybe you guys prefer the short chapters? Let me know down below and also tell me what you think of the fanfic so far! Every review helps!

Thanks again,

~ Flannel