Chapter 10

I stood there staring at him as if he was some sort of lunatic.

Me: What do you mean by that?

He just smirked and came closer to me. I stepped back, a little intimidated. His smirk got wider. He passed by me, and I turned to see where he was going. He went to the desk and opened the first drawer. He took and iPad from it. He opened it and put a song on, My Heart Is Broken by Evanecence. The songs music pumped in the room breaking the silence. He put the iPad on the desk and turned to take a glimpse at me. I raised an eyebrow. His eyes went back to to the iPad on the desk. I caught a glimpse of .. wondering, if I'm correct. As if he was re-checking with himself about something. Curiosity is killing me. 'What is he thinking?' I thought.

As if reading my mind he said "Curiosity kills, doesn't it?". He said while making his way to me, again, and passing to go to the sofa. I stared intensely as he moved around the room, wondering how he read my mind. "Curiosity about what, exactly?" I said after he slumped himself on the sofa. He held a chuckle.

Now that I think about it. What is his name?.

Me: Ummm ...
...: Yes?  

I shifted my gaze. I suddenly felt stupid about asking this question.

Me: What is .. your name?

I said hesitantly.

...: You expect me to give you my real name?  If you haven't forgotten. I am your kidnapper.
Me: I never knew kidnappers had good sense in fashion? 

And I took a look around the room 

....: Kidnappers of this generation are different from the ones you read in your fairytales.

So he seems to know a little bit about me.

Me: Though staying with someone who's name I don't know, what will I call you?
...: Call me Adam, like your cat.
Me: Adam on a Saudi guy? it doesn't go well.
Adam: It does go well on me.
Me: Yo-

There was a knock on the door that interrupted me.

Adam: Come in, Joe

A muscular guy came in with a black bag. I looked at him, then at the bag that he was holding.

Joe: This is the bag you ordered me to get.
Adam: Put it over there.

Adam pointed at the dressing room. Joe went and put it then came back. Joe was glaring at me as if I killed his parents. 

Adam: Wow there Joe, take it easy with the glaring. 
Joe: Sorry 

Adam turned towards me and,

Adam: You can go there and change your clothes to something more comfortable. Your clothes are in the bag.

I went to the dressing room and opened the bag. I found two leggings, three shirts, two pullovers, two dresses, two shoes and one black high heels. They were all my clothes. The ones I had home. Can they just slip into my room and take my clothes?! 

I changed into a pullover and leggings. I sat on the floor wondering about all that happened, and tried to relate everything that happened this whole month. 

I got up and went to the room where Adam and Joe were in. When I went out I didn't find Adam but only Joe. I stared at him weirdly and he glared back at me. This is going to be one hell of a night.