Jessie couldn't sleep, she did everything counted sheep, shut her eyes and thought of nothing but still she couldn't sleep. How could she? She hadn't eaten in days, she didn't even know how long she'd been gone. And Jason didn't have a television in his home and he wouldn't give her food how would he let her any where near his laptop. Now staring at darkness, a grumbling tummy and a dirty body she couldn't take it. It reminded her of the days she was still a trainee, but at least she was allowed to smell the food and bathe. Beside there were exercises she did to take her mind of things, she couldn't even do that here.

After he finished his sandwich he tied her to the bed post in a room and shut the lights, what if she needed to pee? She was so hungry it hurt so bad. ​​

At least this way she wouldn't be gaining any extra weight, she thought to herself. How did she get here? What did she do to deserve this? She was one of the most famous people in the world for crying out loud, for sure people must be searching for her right? The news channels must be all the rage right now, her disappearance would be trending.

If only she could get out, there had to be a way. Definitely someone would recognize her, someone would find her yeah? She just had to get rid of this stupid collar, and find a way out this apartment. Everything would be fine.

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Waking up was a struggle, It was as if she had to fight to get her eyes open, and even after that she struggled to get out of bed. It wasn't until she was in the bathroom that she realized she was no longer tied to a bed post. She was so happy when she walked into the bathroom and saw that it was stocked with soaps, shampoos and bath gels. Stripping of the sorry excuse of a dress she opted for a shower, she didn't think she had it in her to see how dirty she really was.

After spending the better part of the morning in the bathroom, she decided to leave. Her empty stomach encouraging her to eat. She still couldn't believe that Jason hadn't given her food yesterday. Well after all he was technically in many sick ways her owner, and she admitted to herself that she had not been the nicest... well whatever she was supposed to to be.

She wrapped the towel around her thin frame and another one around her hair, she walked out of the bathroom. If she was right there where meant to be miraculous clothes in her wardrobe right? At least when she read books about this kind of stuff the guys always bought clothes in the victims size. Walking towards the wardrobe that sat by the wall she opened it, to her biggest surprise it was empty.

"Are you serious?" she huffed "oh come on, I get that you don't have body lotion or even some light makeup, but no clothes not even sweats? What kind of animal is he?" She ranted "First he doesn't give me food, then I'm forced to use basic bland soap and body wash, no toothbrush, no lotion, and now? No clothes?!" Jessie had enough she stalked out of the room to demand her rights, yelling as she walked down the stairs.

"Mister!" She screamed only just realising she did not know his name, after yelling the whole way down she realized he wasn't home.

So he left her alone? That can't be right, heading straight to the front door she tried to open but it was locked, of course.

She walked into the kitchen to see if there were any other doors, her penthouse had another door in the kitchen. She used it as a service entrance, as she tried that door locked as well. Just great, she walked back to the living room when she noticed a sticky note on the fridge.

Good morning.

I'm off to work, help yourself to anything in the fridge, I will be back late, don't do anything stupid. I took of your collar, don't make me regret it.

Jason Kang.

"Oh fuck you!" Jessie swore as she yanked the fridge open. Tears came to her eyes when she saw what she was supposed to 'help' herself to.

There was a lonely apple on the first rack, a jug of milk and some lettuce. Even the egg she was imagining was no longer there.

"Don't cry Jessie Min Marin. Don't cry, you are stronger than this." She said to herself as she grabbed the apple and walked away. She spotted some of the bread he ate yesterday but she wasn't sure she could still digest bread. The last time she had flour was her sixteenth birthday and even then she made herself throw it up.

Tired of walking around dry, and in a towel she checked around for Jason's bedroom. Opening all the numerous doors in the penthouse, it was amazing how many rooms he had. She finally opened one that looked like it was in use. Walking in in she had to admit, the interior was great, unlike the rest of the house this room wasn't monochromatic, I.e it wasn't painted white. It was in a deep shade of maroon and there was a tiny chandelier like arrangement. The ceiling looked like an painting of the sky, with little stars she was sure glowed. There was a huge bed with a couch a couple of inches from it, not to mention the room had a desk and chair.

The room had character, but not withstanding she had a purpose. After two unsuccessful attempts with the doors in the room, she got the right one. A walk-in closet that held many garments. She tried on pants but they fell off her, and she wasn't willing to roll them up, so she settled with a big hoodie. Carrying out of the closet, she searched his drawers for body creams or lotions.

By the time she was done she was drowning in Jason's scent. And as happy as she was to be clean she needed to be out of here and fast. Besides the fool left her in a big empty house, alone with her thoughts. How would she not try to escape?

Since the doors were locked she tried the windows, they were all open but with what Jessie could make out, they must have been on the highest floor. So high of the ground that the cars below looked so tiny.

She checked all the windows until she saw glass doors that lead into a balcony. Wasting no more time she slid the doors open and stepped out. The distance to the other apartment wasn't so far, she thought.

It wasn't until she was halfway through that she realized the ledge she was moving on didn't extend to the other building. There was a gap and she couldn't bring herself to jump. Admitting defeat she tried to go back, her feet wouldn't move.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! I'm stuck!" she cried. As she stood on a tiny ledge between to apartments that looked like they touched the sky now she stood outside. She leaned further against the wall and prayed with all her heart that Jason would come home soon.

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It had been a terrible day, mostly spent explaining why he spent twenty million dollars on a 'stupid whore' at his father put it. After many unsuccessful attempts at trying to make his father understand, he now had to mentor his step brother. And after a long boring conversation with that bitch, he was fed up. How was it his fault? His father forced him to go to the auction, and he bought someone infact he was supposed to be commended but instead his father made brought in his stupid bastard son. This was so typical of his dad, always threatening him with Jackson, he rather die than let some long lost idiot threaten his position in the company he gave sweat and blood to.

He walked into the elevator and headed to the first floor, he wanted to tell the receptionist to order some food for his apartment.

"Mr. Kang, nice to see you again." The receptionist greeted.

"Hello Diane, I'm going to need you to order a meal from the restaurant" he said and she nodded.

"The usual solo package sir?" she asked after he told her what he wanted.

"Make it two servings today" he said, she gave him a suspicious look but nodded anyways.

"What's going on out there?" he asked noticing a small crowd gathered outside the building.

"Oh there a woman trying to commit suicide apparently, she's standing on the ledge between two apartments." Diane explained. "Well I'm not sure it's suicide though she's been there for over thirty minutes."

Jason shook his head and scoffed, "stupid girl" he muttered.

"Come to think of it sir, she is outside your apartment. But don't worry the police are already on their-"

"Did you say the police?!" Shit, shit shit, he thought. Won't his father be happy.

"Yes sir, someone outside must have phoned them already." She nodded.

"You have to tell them not to come" he laughed "I actually um... left something out there when I went out this morning, what people are looking at isn't a real human being."

"Are you sure?"

"Very, don't question me. If I need help I'll call you. Now tell everyone to go to their homes or wherever they go to."

"Okay then I'll-"

Jason didn't wait to hear the rest he was already sprinting towards the elevator. Damn that woman! What was she trying to do now?

He tore into his apartment and ran to the balcony, he turned to see a shivering hooded figure on the ledge.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"