After the day was over Luke told me to meet him at his truck in 5 minutes.I practically ran to my locker and then to his truck so I wouldn't be late. I barely made it on time and I could see he was timing me on his phone. "Come on." he said opening the passenger side door. He started driving to my house. " Where are you going?" I asked. " to get your things." he replied. My things? What was he talking about? He stopped infront of my house. Then he opened the bed of the trunk where there were several suitcases. " take all these to your room" he ordered. I knew better than to ask him why so I obeyed. When they were all in my room he said " pack everything in these bags including a toothbrush and a hairbrush and school supplies" he ordered sitting down on my bed. When I asked why he punched my gut and said " Do it." It took about an hour to pack it all and put it in his truck. Then he drove me to his house and watched me unload the bags. Luke was rich and lived in a big house alone. I brought the bags to his room, the master bedroom. I put them in his giant walk in closet with a secret room in it. In the secret room he kept all his locks and chains and other "torture toys" as I like to call them. The other side of the room there was a normal closet that you would hang stuff up in except its rack was empty. There were more torture toys on the rack on top. Otherwise the closet was empty. By the time that was done it was 7:30. Luke steered me towards the couch and turned on the first episode of a show called once upon a time. He made me sit on his lap but I ignored that and focused on the show. When it was over Luke made me cook dinner so I made spaghetti and meatballs. When we finished eating it was 9:00. So Luke grabbed my arm and pulls me into the master bedroom. He tells me to shower and get ready for bed. " but it's only 9 o'clock" I protest. " well you didn't behave very well today" he sneers " you deserve it" I don't know why but I start to cry. He pushes me into the bathroom and tells me to hurry. When im done he drags me over to the empty closet with a bike lock in his hand. He pushes me in and closes the door. I can hear him using the bike lock to lock the closet doors. The closet isn't huge and there's no blankets or anything. After awhile I fall into a restless sleep.