Written by Feathers
I came to consciousness and opened my eye, I noticed I was laid on the floor. I felt like I was a mess. I stood up and sat at the nearest chair , then thoughts of what happened in the past few hours flashed across my mind.
I can’t really fathom what really happened but I know that immediately I took the drink the maid gave me, I fell terribly sleepy.
Could it be that she has drugged me? My head aches slightly and I just walked away inside to sleep.
But where could Brendy be? I don’t want to believe she later went to that party, if she does then it’s obvious she drugged me.
I strained myself to get to her room but I didn’t find here there, I searched around and I still couldn’t find her. I knew at that point that she played a nice game on me.
I left the party early so as to drive early before Scott wakes up from sleep. That drug should make him sleep for at least, six hours and its just four hours.
As soon as I stepped out of the cab that transported me home, I walked to the house and opened the door slightly.
I peeped and saw that no one was in the sitting room. I can not really say that I’m scared of him though but It won’t go well with me if he does his worst.
I just don’t like rich kid , they believe the world is on their palm , they are always proud and rude and I’ve promised to deal with any rich kid I work for accordingly.
I walked inside and tip toed to my room. On getting to my room, I fell to the bed immediately and slept off.
I woke up after what look like many hours, I was stunned when I saw my hands and legs tied to the four corners of the bed.
I struggled to free myself but it seems impossible. I looked around the room and saw that I’m still at Scott’s house cause the silly thoughts that crossed my heart was that I’ve been kidnapped.
I noticed a figure walked in and it was Scott.
“Who tied me here?” I blurted.
He snikered. “Don’t you think you should tell me what you put in my wine you served me with first?”
I struggled more to free myself but I just couldn’t.
“Is that why you won’t free me?” I asked. He only smirked and walked away.
I hated myself at that moment , I loathed the fact that I was tied to one place. Even if I will be punished by him, I wasn’t expecting it be this way.
After struggling to free myself and I couldn’t, I laid there and hope he changes his mind.
“Brendon!” A tiny voice called and on turning, it was Helen.
“Hey Helen!” I felt really embarrassed that she saw me tied like a slave.
She closed the door and came to free me.
“Don’t tell Uncle Scott I did.” She said and ran out.