She is the one by Asheslove (book recommendations for young adults txt) 📕

Damn, I'm dead. What had I done. I cut my own throat with my hands. He will not leave me now. He's keeping me as a captive just because I ignored him and now I even slapped and kicked him. He will definitely kill me.
The door quicker due to his hard bang on it and my heart jumped out of my chest when I heard his fuming voice 

'Open the door'. 

I become immobile on my spot clutching the door knob tightly, even the sound of my breathing stopped in fear. 

'Open the fucking door Elena or be ready for what's coming to you' he roared again from the other side but I remained rooted on my position while my whole body was trembling in fear, goosebumps crawl over my skin on hearing his deadly threat but my legs remained glued to the floor, the mere thought of facing him right now is making my heart sank down with fear. 

'OK, then let's play the game in your ways' this time his voice was deadly as usual filled with threat but calm, I can even hear the sound of his heavy fuming breathing coming across the door. I remained sticked to the door, until I heard his loud footsteps leaving the room and I relaxed taking a sharp breath but what does he mean by playing the game in my ways, my brows frowned together in confusion. I waited for few minutes before turning because I didn't expect him leaving this easily, for once I thought he will definitely break the door and barge in. 

I turned to open the door but what.

 It's not opening, I move the door knob but again, I tried many times but the door didn't open.  He locked me inside the bathroom. 

Panic raised in my whole body 

'No no no, open the door' I shouted, crying, banging on the door hardly. 

'Please open the door' 'please! please! Please!' 'Don't lock me in here'. 

'Somebody please open the door'. For about more than an hour I kept screaming and banging but no one came. My palms and fingers started to hurt due to continues banging and at last when I become certain that no one is coming dragging both my hands on door I fall on the floor 'please open the door' I chanted one last time. 

In defeat I brought both my knees closer to my chest. Wrapping my arms around them, I put my head on them and started weeping. 

Where did life brought me, I don't want this. I want to go back to my family, hug my dad hardly and weep loudly in my mom's lap. Why, why is this happening to me?

*****

It's been seven days since I am locked in this bathroom and nine fucking days since my kidnapping. Now I understood what he meant by playing game in my ways. 
The bathroom is dark with only a dim light in it. The temperature is too cold and at night it become more worst, the only thing which is helping my freezing body is the warm water, even though I can't stay in that whole day but these are not my biggest worries.

In these seven days he didn’t give me any meal. I m starving with hunger. I am living by only drinking tap water and I don't know how long his torture will continue. I know what he is doing. He is trying to starve me. I had a very little body fat now and if this starvation went on I am sure I might start to have multi organ failure due to malnutrition. I never know how hunger felt until now and it is devastating. Everytime I sleep my nightmares jolt me awake. Now these turned more horrible and when it was not nightmares than it was my growing hunger. My energy is slowly draining out of my body. I Stopped crying as all my tears dried and also because I know my tears only encourage him, this monster doesn't have any mercy. He wants me to beg for forgiveness, but for what, for slapping him, for standing against him, his torture. will I? 

No, never. I will never. Is this my limit, just hunger. I can't let my starvation break me by a monster. Everytime when he came to check on me I refused to show any weakness, he wanted to see my miserable suffering self but whenever he came I fought my hunger and stood on my ground which get on his nerves when he saw me.

This time I woke up again due to my growling stomach. It is shrinking and screaming in hunger. I felt my body is extremely burning like fire and is too frail. With the little amout of energy left inside me I got up on my wobbling feets and sauntered towards the sink. I washed my face with water but before I could finish my knees gave away and I fall on the cold marble like a heap, my knees hit the hard floor. Dragging them up I rubbed my palms on them to ease the pain and laid my head on them. 

What my life dragged me into, there is no one to help me here, no one to pull me out of this mess instead of myself. My eyes watered feeling I am alone in this world, thrown at the feet of a devil and I don't know how long I am able to put this fight on.

The sound of opening door came to my ears and already knowing who it was, I prepared my mind to face the devil once again.
Slow footsteps approached me and stopped in front of my feet. I stare at his shiny black shoes without lifting my head up. 

'Looks like you are getting your lesson perfectly, hu' his icy voice came. 

I slowly lifted my head up and meet with his blazing blue orbs but remained silent as I didn't want to waste my little energy in giving reply to him, although I was sure that my burning eyes gave him his reply. 

'Too bad' he stated and bent to my level on his toes in front of me.

'OK, let's end this. Beg me and I will over this' he stated calmly.

I smiled at him not bothering to reply back but I knew he understand and got what I meant as I saw the rising frustration in his eyes.

He grabbed a fist full of my hairs and jerked them. I felt too numb to retaliate. 

'Fucking beg, that's all what you have to do' he seethed. He is annoyed with my stubbornness. I knew he was expecting me to beg for the forgiveness sooner or later after all he didn't expect I will carry this longer but what I didnt understand is why it bothers him. It felt like he's more bothered than me being starved by him.