It's All About Her

Iris' POV

"Hey", I hear his deep voice say right next to me. My heart is beating fast. What do I do? Do I scream? We're both under the bed, it's a tight spot and I'm way smaller, I can crawl out faster than he will. Should I make a run for it?

"Relax princess, I can hear your heart beating from a mile away, I just want to talk", the killer said, with a slight accent. Does he expect me to chat? After I just witnessed him taking someone's life? How did he even get up here? This is the 7th floor. I need to get out of here.

"I said I just want to talk", he said again, a bit firmer this time. I say nothing. "Did you see anything earlier?". I can't talk, I can't breath, I'm too scared. "Alright let's get out from under the bed, ladies first", he said playfully. Is he the type that enjoys playing around with his victims?

This is my chance to make a run for it. And so I did. Slipped out under the bed as fast as I could. The door is right there, I'm so close. I'll just scream for Adam too.

"A-", my voice was cut short by a large hand over my mouth. I'm going to die.

"Shhh, let's go somewhere a bit more private yeah? I really don't want to have to kill an innocent". Before I could react to that, he carried me in his arms and dashed towards the open window. IS HE CRAZY? HE'S GOING TO JUMP. And jump he did. I closed my eyes afraid of death but I heard a thump. He landed on the ground on his feet. From the seventh floor?!

"I'm going to have to blindfold you love", and he did. Put me in a car and drove for a while. Then walked me inside a room.

"Ignore the mess, I never have visitors", he says as he's taking the blindfold off. Great, I've been kidnapped. Just kill me.

I look around, it's a plain place. Nothing really special. No decoration, no homey vibe. Just a house.

"Make yourself at home I guess" he says and I look at him. This is the first time I'm getting a good look at him. He's very tall, about 6'7, nice build with a broad body, jet-black hair with grey highlights tied into a messy man bun, grey eyes that look unnatural, he looks unearthly.

What are you doing Iris? Checking out your kidnapper that wants to kill you?

"Oogling now are we?" I hear him say. "You're not too bad looking yourself". I just look away, I'm still terrified of him.

"Hungry?", no response.

"Come on say something would you", no response.

"Okay then, you'll calm down by tomorrow. The bedroom is right there, you need sleep. Don't worry I'll sleep out here. Sweet dreams stranger", he said as he pushed me into the bedroom and locked it. Maybe he's afraid I'll try to escape. Well I will.

His bedroom doesn't have much, just basic bedroom stuffs, and a massive bed. I lay down, might as well get some rest so I'll plan my escape tomorrow. But I didn't get any rest, I cry the entire night.