'Trust, trust, trust; all I want to do is earn your trust.'

Bullshit! I put my trust in her by letting her roam freely in, not locking down all the windows in an empty room but then she goes and tried to jump out of a window just to escape. I didn't want to feel sympathy for her, for anyone, but she had an effect on me that no one else has ever held.

I walked down the empty, illuminated hallway and went into the hospital ward that I had prepared for her. Picking up one of the needles that were needed for her transition. I had ordered it ever since I laid my eyes on her.

When I looked her in the eyes and saw that she wasn't selfish, and money-filled like other people in that ward, I knew I wanted to give her whatever she desired, everything that she deserved. She was beautiful inside and out, her blonde hair perfectly falling down her face and onto her shoulders, piercing blue eyes and a small body structure, all though some of that would be changed soon.

But I can't do it too soon, I need her to warm up to this place, to the people, to me. I know it will take time for her to accept me as her 'friend', but I just wish that I could just take her and make her mine now.

I'll keep her locked up so that she'll learn her lesson, although, when I locked her up today I stood at the door for a few minutes and she was quiet and all I could hear was faint breaths, but when I went inside she was just sitting in her bed, sleeping. And right then.. she looked so peaceful, and I just wanted to pour my heart out there and I nearly started, but before I could, I heard her eyelashes flutter against her cheeks, so I instantly stopped, cursing under my breath when I heard her heartbeat.

I knew she was awake, and I lifted my hands off the bed and one of the strands of her beautiful strands of hair rolled onto her face, so I carefully tucked it behind her ear. And she barely moved a bit. Her act would've been believable if I couldn't hear her heart pacing in her chest.

As I walked off, I heard her release a breath and I smiled walking out the door, knowing that my plan will start soon.

But I just hope she'll also open up to me soon.

I flinched awake as I heard a rough knock at the door.

My eyes opened in a flash, and I covered myself with the covers on the bed, just as someone opened the door.

I let out a small yelp as I saw that it was a man making me even further embarrassed. Who just comes into a stranger's room randomly? And that's when I saw that he had a plate of food in his hand.

Oh great. Now, I'm on room arrest.

"Hi, I'm Xavier, but I guess you already knew that-"

I grunt and lay back down, turning away from him, making him let out a sorrowful sigh.

"Boss said that you need to eat." he said in a soft voice, as I heard him set down the plate down on the bedside table.

"Well tell 'Boss' he can deal with me starving himself, not a bunch of his-" I start to protest as I rolled around to come eye to eye with the same eyes I saw that used to be dressed in black, the one I had felt I'd seen too much.

"Stalkers." I finish and he let out a weak smile, making me scowl further.

"Get. Out." I demand and I could tell he wanted to listen to me, but he couldn't say no to Francis.

I let out a harsh sigh and looked at the food, to see pancakes with maple syrup and whipped cream with a bunch of strawberries on it, I looked back at the stalker to see that he was looking around his shoulder outside the door to make sorrowful eyes at me.

"Fine." I hissed and he looked up hopefully. "After you get out." His smile dropped

"You really have to eat it though-" he started, and I just nodded my head and put on one of my signature fake smiles.

He let out a sigh of relief before quickly walking out the door, followed by a click, making my shoulders slump. Great.

I looked at the delicious plate of pancakes. God, did they look good. I quickly shake the thought away and lay back down on the bed, closing my eyes, trying to ignore the throbbing headache I had. I need some pills, but how can I even ask a question like that to him. I just tried to escape by jumping out of a window.

Letting out a harsh sigh I buried myself in the covers and made myself a little hut.

There was nothing to do all day, but it surprisingly went by fast.

I watched the sun rise up and just as it was in the middle of the day, the sun being at its highest point. There was a knock at the door. I was on the edge of my bed, head dangling off it.

"Go away!" I grunt but just as I said that the door opens and a buff man dressed in a black suit with a piece of steak and salad comes in and looks at the now cold and dry plate of pancakes and looked back at me with a questioning face, and I could tell he was about to ask.

"I'm not a morning person" I say in an innocent tone as I shrugged my shoulders, so he gives me a side eye before replacing the pancakes with lunch and left the room without a word.

The smell of medium-rare steak, floats around the room and into my nose, making me groan. I was already hungry enough as it is, I didn't need these gourmet meals to be teasing me with their looks and smells.

But if Francis wanted to lock me inside like this, then that's going to be his problem when I starve.

The hours pass by like minutes and before I know it, the sun is on the horizon, about to be replaced with the moon.

I was fiddling with the one of the window panels whilst I sat on a lounge pushed up against it, sadly none of the glass pieces being big enough for me to jump through, so all I could push some out and finally get some fresh air. As I did an actual, real smile spread across my face and I breathed in the cold, fresh air.

I can't believe I was actually smiling from something like this. It is ridiculous that I was, but I didn't care at the moment, I was too busy feeling the fresh, warm sun basking on my face. My body relaxed on the soft window couch I was on, and I felt the most comfort I had felt all day.

But all of that was interrupted as the door creaks open and there were about 3 pairs of footsteps. I turned my head slowly, only to come eye to eye with Francis's hawk eyes across the room. And he seemed to be accompanied with another two men, with black suits.

"What." I said, more a statement than a question and he chuckled darkly, unhumorously as he looked at my untouched plate of lunch, his face scrunching as he sees it.

"So, you're starving yourself now?" he said as he looked into my eyes more tensely making me freeze. But I cooled off as I realised that he had nothing against me. What was he going to do? Kill me?

"Glad you caught on, Sir " I said, smiling mischievously as I said the last part. I could see that he was surprised and froze. Making me smirk even more, surprising him even more.

"Well. I'm not letting you go any time soon." he stated making my smile turn to a scowl in a second.

"Well, I'm not eating." I snap back, making him groan as he steps closer to me. Sadly, I was trapped as I was still on the window's seat and he was walking closer.

He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. He smiled a toothy grin as he saw my face heating up.

"Then I'll make you." he said, quickly dropping his hand and snapping his fingers.

One of the guards that we're still standing at the door, brung out a meal that he had been hiding behind his back.

It was a bowl of pasta, and it looks amazingly tasty. These must be five-star chefs he has.

I tug my face away from his hand as I get up, mistakenly making myself inches away from his face as I look up to see a smirk playing on his lips.

"Fine" I hissed as I walked away from him, and snatched the pasta away from the suited man, making him flinch.

I scoffed as the man stepped back and I lounged back on my bed. Eyeing everyone in the room. Couldn't they just leave already?

"You may leave now." said his deep voice, very close behind me, making me jump and swish my head to see a blank look on the man's face as he watches the guards leave the room and close the door. Making it just to two of us.

As I give Francis a hard glare, I take a spoonful of pasta, just to stop at the amazing taste that just entered my mouth. It amazing and it felt so good again, I had forgot what this felt like, but instantly pause as I hear a chuckle from the other side of the room.

I raise my eyebrow as I see him genuinely smiling as he laughed. It was the first time; I had ever seen him like that. He looked so nice-

I grunt to myself that I had thought such a thing as I shuffle away from him on my bed and he lets out a sigh and floppy down on the bed, head me as he put he hands behind his head to rest on.

"So, are you going to take up my offer?" he asked, looking at me with an unreadable expression as I looked back at him with a confused one.

"What offer " I said back, throwing annoyance in some of it to show that I wasn't afraid to back down from him.

"Getting to know each other better" he explained "I don't know you and you don't know me, you said it yourself. So why don't we?" he smiled at me, making my insides twist. Why did he have this effect on me?

"Just 10 questions."

I guess there was no other way to get him to talk and I didn't want to sit in silence, so I nodded my head as I scoffed down the delicious pasta.

"Okay for the questions, we both have to answer them truthfully" he said. I nodded as I store at him blankly.

I've never seen him like this, for the two months I had spent time with him, he was always uptight and moody, but now he looked so relaxed and content. It made me smile, a smile that I couldn't get off my face.

"Okay, first question!" he said enthusiastically, making me giggle quietly.

"What is your favourite food?" he said and I replied with coffee pancakes as he said nothing in particular. Typical. I then asked my question

"Special talent?" I said but stopped myself as I finished. I just asked a supernatural being what his 'special talent' was. Wow, this place does have an affect on me, making me dumber.

He chuckled but still replied with something I hadn't known before. "I have more sensitive senses, so everything is magnified. Smell, hearing, sight, the whole lot."

"Ah.." I said, completely dumfounded. "All I can do is read some people's faces " I laugh to myself, but I stop as I see that Francis was staring at me, almost intently.

His eyes widen as I make contact with his and he clears his throat, breaking the award silence.

"Next question." he continues.

We do this for what felt like hours until the sky is darkened, and the only light is the moon and glistening stars that dot the sky. We had talked so much that I had finished the pasta with no problem, and for a moment I forgot that I was even kidnapped. It felt like I belonged as Francis, and I laid side by side on my bed.

I felt complete..

"Okay.. let's get better questions" Francis suggested and I nodded

"Any relationships?" he questioned casually, and I raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" I snickered making him look away, and I swear I saw his face turn a bright red.

"No, except for the pre-school romance" I giggled as he looked back with a slight smile of his face.

"You?" I said with a smile

"Well, here and there." he said cockily, and I felt my smile falter as he said that.

"Ye" I said quietly.

Francis could see this, so he quickly moved on, trying to distract me, as I thought.

"Any friends?" he asked, and I felt my heart differ for a moment.

"Keisha... Keisha Bellor." I whispered.

I had spent so much time worrying about my situation that I hadn't thought about Keisha!

Was she okay? Did the fire hurt her? She doesn't even know where I am!

"Keisha." I said louder as I sat up quickly, the norriette following my action.

"What about her."

"I-I was with her before I passed out. S-she was outside the building, she could've gotten hurt!" I stress as Francis tries to calm me down, but all I could think about was her.

She was one of the only people I had left in this world, and I needed to see if she was okay.

"I need to call her." I said out loud, making me slap my hand over my mouth as I look over to the criminal.

He was staring back at me with a hardened expression.

The room reminded like that for minutes. The tension high, air still. Until Francis let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Fine." he said breathily, but enough to make my eyes widen. "Tomorrow morning, on speaker phone, whilst I'm in the room" he commanded, and I nod vigorously.

I look down in my lap and couldn't help but have a wide grin spread across my face. I look at Francis again and he was staring again. Lunging him with a hug suddenly and he instantly hugs back in surprise.

"Thank you.." I sighed as pulled and lay back, my hands on my chest.

"My pleasure" he smirked as he got up and leaned on one of the pillars.

Noticing that it was now probably the middle of the night and that it was becoming increasingly harder to keep my eyes open, I tucked myself under the sheets as I slowly drift into sleep and the last thing I heard was the door creaking closed with a click.

I really couldn't wait for tomorrow.