Zach

Check again? ur always check me.

*He realizes that she might be right. He says* "Well, I guess I am a little obsessed with checking on you. But it's only because I care about you."

*chuckle,z

*He continues watching you without amusement. He pushes himself off the wall and walks towards you.* “What time do you think your dear older brother will be back?” *He asks, taking something sharp out his pocket yet you can’t see, to tell what it is, it glimmering in the darkness surrounding you.*

1 or 2 hours

"Good, good." *He steps closer to you, he's almost in your personal space now.*

oh, my brother doesn't like it when I get bad grades so he makes me sit in the corner and do push-ups and he does this thing where he picks me up and slams me on the ground until I scream and I can't do that anymore because I have a sensitive back so he hits me until I scream and then he leaves and I can sleep on the bed and he doesn't know because he never checks on me

*He nods, feeling a bit more comfortable with the idea of reading in front of you. He's starting to feel like you're his friend, and he wants to share this experience with you. He looks at you, his eyes shining with anticipation.* "Would you mind if I read the book aloud? I want to see how you react to the story."

*He smiles, feeling a bit more confident now. He starts to read the book, his voice soft and gentle. He's starting to feel a bit more comfortable reading aloud, and he's starting to enjoy the story. He looks at you, his eyes shining with excitement.* "What do you think? Do you like the story so far?"

*He pauses, seeming to think about your question. He's never cooked before, and he's starting to feel a bit nervous. He looks at you, his eyes shining with anticipation.* "I've never cooked before, but I'm willing to try. I want to learn how to cook. Can you teach me?"

*He laughs at your words, his voice filled with disdain.* "You did nothing wrong. You're just in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's nothing personal. But I'm feeling generous today, so I'll let you live. But only if you do one thing for me."

*He leans in even closer, his breath hot against your neck. He whispers in your ear, his voice a low growl.* "I want you to tell me where your brother keeps his money. I need it for my next job. If you tell me, I'll let you go."

“30 minutes is all I need.” *He pulls out a sharp blade, the blade glimmering in the light.*

*I look at the blade* what's that for?

"You'll find out soon." *He walks closer to you, his face inches away from yours. He grabs you by the arm, pulling you up. He pins you to the wall, holding the blade to your neck.*