Beautiful Psycho

“YOU PHYSCO!” I shouted at him as he opened the bedroom door to leave.

He turned and grinned sickly at me making my insides knot in fear. He seemed almost proud of the nickname.

“It’s all for you my love!” He said, I could see his blue eyes laughing at me as he left me in the darkness. I screamed. Not of fear. Not of anger. But just screamed. High pitched and never ending as it got lost in the darkness that enveloped me. My whole body started shaking and pulling, trying to get off the bed, but the rope around my wrists just dug in more, even drawing blood along my left wrist. And the chains around my ankles rattled uncontrollably. My body began to shiver; my bra, pants and dog tags weren’t going to keep me warm enough in this freezing room. I knew my leather jacket was under the bed. He’d put it there to tease me. I couldn’t reach it but it was there. God knows where the rest of my stuff was. I rolled more, rattling the chains and letting the rope cut itself in, either I’d get hot enough to survive or the rope would cut through and end my life. Either way, I’d get out of this, and he wouldn’t win.