One Girl Two Boys And The Big City Part 3 Maria's POV I woke up in a room. The walls were grey and there was no furniture. The room was small and I tried to open the door. Locked. I kicked the door. I saw the kidnapper open the door and quickly shut it and locked it. I stood there glaring at him and tried to move. My hands and feet were chained to a pipe on the wall. Of course they were. "Why did you do this to me!" I yelled at him. He then said, "For joy, torturing people makes me happy," he smirked. He took a knife out of his pocket and threw a knife at my leg. I felt a sharp pain as the knife hit my leg. He pulled the knife out and said, "it's night,go to sleep before I'm noticed." "Where!?" I spat at him. He unchained me from the pipe and shoved me into a bedroom. "This is the only room in the house, if you want a bed you sleep with me," he said. Apparently I didn't have a choice. He shoved me onto the bed and chained my arms an feet down to the bed. He laid down on the other side of the bed. I cried myself to sleep soon after. I woke up and I was in only my bra and underwear chained to the pipe again and the man was standing in front of me. "Oh your awake now," he said. "Why did you undress me and chain me to a pipe," I spat at him. "Well, what did you expect. Your sexy. I kidnapped you. I wanted torture you. This way I get to enjoy it," he said. I glared at him. "Even I know I'm not sexy," I said angrily. "Then why would I do this," he said as he walked closer to me. I couldn't move against the chains holding me down as he held my head in place and kissed my lips and I squirmed. He kept kissing me and he finally stopped. I kneed him in the stomach. He unchained me from the pipe and tied me up in rope and shoved me into a closet and told me to put my clothes on. I put my black tank top and and my ripped blue jean shorts. I saw a small window in the corner. I stepped onto a crack in the wall and pushed my self up and opened the window. I tried to get out but I felt him grab me by the waist and pull me down. I punched him in the gut and then he grabbed my leg and flipped me over on the ground. I cringed in pain. "I warned you. You disobeyed me. Now you die." He said menacingly as he pulled a knife out and held it to my neck. Suddenly a boy opened the window and jumped in. "Not happening Alex," he said as he grabbed the knife from him. Alex kept his arm on me, holding me on the floor. The boy grabbed Alex and threw him against the wall, knocking him out. The boy held his hand out to help me up and said, "my name is Jake." I took his hand and he helped me up. "I'm M-Maria," I said in a small shaky voice. "Don't worry Maria, your safe now. Come on," he said quietly and he held his hands out for me to step onto and pull myself out the window. I stepped into his hands and pulled myself out the window and fell on the ground below. He jumped out and I got up. I got onto my bike and rode my bike home stunned by everything that happened. The most shocking thing of all, someone bothered to save me. Someone cared.