GO-AHEAD- ALMOST!

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ARJUN'S POV:

My eyes nearly water at the sight of food and water. I would have cried and begged for it like a wuss if it weren't for Kyra's presence. My ego won't let me take that hit in front of her. Maybe I can just sleep. Pretend to fall unconscious and get some damned water.

Stop it, dude! Don't cheat. This is for you. You need to push your boundaries.

More like push my stomach lining in. And my brain size too. Because I see food, water and bed everywhere.

Just one answer and maybe I can get a little bit. Will he let me have it or will I have to answer all before he lets me touch that? Or will he just let me sleep? Stop this damn torture.

Nope, don't think about it. Don't think about it. No thinking about burger, pizzas, chicken, coffee or sandwich or sleeping on my back. Fucking stop thinking already.

What the fuck is it anyways? It smells like heaven even in this unhygienic hell shithole. I subtly inhale more in hopes that some of it would reach my stomach and satisfy the poor deflating balloon.

Damn it! He had to open my hands now!! Atleast with tied hands, I could not reach even when I wanted to. I keep them tightly pressed but I feel my control slipping with each second.

In another futile attempt to stop the unresistable temptation, I keep my eyes strictly away from them and try to think about gross things like sewer, dead rat, spiders. Those close my hunger buds.

Mentally plauding myself, I keep my eyes from showing just how much I want to reach across and snatch the damn food. What if I put it in my mouth? Will he make me puke it out? Will it make me feel fulfilled? I mean, we have puked it out a million times and never felt this empty after it.

I'm so lost in my fucking mind that I can only see Chief's mouth moving. Every word he speaks feels like some name of food and orders to sleep. Mentally shaking my head, I desparately try to hear what he is saying when his tone changes.

"Look son, I want to give you some food and water. But I can't give it to you without some answers. So help me out here. Help me help you"

Some answers? How many?

He wants to help me? Fuck man. I'm already dying with resisting the urge to a barbaric and snatching food and here he is offering it to me in the nicest tone I have ever heard.

Think of the things he has done to you. Just think, Arjun. Think. Don't be stupid. Don't fall for this. No food is worth that.

But it is food. Food that will go in my malnourished stomach. I will kill Kyra once I'm out of here. Why did she have to be here? Forcing me to starve myself.

When I manage to bite my tongue and give no answer to the Chief, my entire world ends. Heart may be a muscle but I swear I heard it's bones crack. He swiped the plate of food across the room throwing perfectly good food and water across the room.

"Tie his ankles and leave him three fingers out of reach from the food and water" With that, Chief left me with Kyra. Gears of escape started turning in my head when Kyra was near enough but before I could swipe at her, her reflexes deflected my punch and all I earned was a black eye and a reminder of just how near the food and water was!

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