The Truth

Lisa wakes up with a headache, her hands are bound to the headboard. The bed she woke up on was soft and covered with expensive bed sheets. The room is luxurious, it was the size of three average bedrooms, the ground was covered in expensive carpet, there were dark red curtains blocking out any light from filtering into the room, there was a chair by her side, a cupboard, and then two doors by the left. The room wasn't familiar to her.

The memory comes back slowly to her. She remembers that weird guy, Damien, had physically assaulted her and had kidnapped her. Lisa was finding it hard to believe that someone like Damien could do something like this. And what reason would he have to do this? It's not like she had offended him in any way, apart from some sassy replies, she hadn't even been rude to him.

Lisa didn't have to think for long because a few minutes after she woke up, the door of the room was pushed open and Damien came stalking in. " Ah, you are awake " He says, even though th