I vaguely hear Rosik repeat my name in the background but I'm busy applying all my focus towards Dana.

I never told her the importance of our names so I guess I can blame this on myself.
Once again I've failed to communicate with Dana and it's backfired.

"Lovely. Last name?" Axels entire mood has shifted once again from his sick version of playful to now completely business.
He's been waiting for this kind of slip up and I can already tell that both the men are memorising all our details for a higher purpose.

"Dana, don't." I warn as I watch her open her small lips once again, we can't give away that kind of information until we know what its use is for.

"Now Katie, is that your full name or a nickname?" Rosik questions, ignoring my obvious discomfort and I try not to cringe.

"It's Katherine to the both of you."
I snap and quickly run my hand through my hair.
This piece of information I'm happy to give out, the name that my close ones call me should not be uttered by either of these men.

I'm feeling so torn.
I can feel a panic attack rising and want nothing more then to flee the room and stabilise myself but Dana is keeping me rooted.
She looks so tiny at that table and while she's keeping her head down I can feel her eyes in my direction, needing me to fix the situation.

"Can Dana and I use the bathroom? I'm assuming that if this house has electricity then surely it has hot water as well." I blurt this out so quickly that even I'm struggling to understand what I said but judging by the glint in the men's eyes I'm assuming that they understood enough.

"Of course Katherine. Although at least let your sister eat her breakfast. She has been so helpful this morning already and deserves to eat her-" cutting himself off Axel grabs a piece of bacon with his hand and takes a large bite out of it.
I can feel my stomach begin to roll.
"-Delicious food."

I watch a piece of bacon break free from his mouth as he tries to talk through the food and I cringe as it plummets onto the table.
Axel winks at Dana who is now gazing up through her hair and her blush darkens even further at the compliment.

Pointing at her plate with his fork Dana silently begins to eat her breakfast, soon after Rosik begins eating as well.
I glance at my plate on the bench and as much as I adore Dana's cooking I can barely stop myself from vomiting already, food is not high on my priority list right now.

"Katie isn't my sister, we're cousins." Dana practically whispers just as I begin to loosen up and I fight the urge to tense again.

I'll wait until we're alone, she doesn't understand how important this information is to them.
I can't get angry at her, she's just trying to keep the situation calm.

All these words continue to spin in my head and while they stop my urge to scream I can't help the crease that forms between my brows as I focus on the tiles below my feet.
Just count down from one hundred and soon this situation will be over.

"Dana you're such a sweet girl." Axel replies as he shovels more food down his throat and I clench my fists tightly, practically feeling the slime coating his words.

What worries me more is that Dana's blush is still ever present, his dark words seemingly having no major effect on her.

This is the closest that Axel is ever going to get to Dana.
From now on I'm the barricade, even if it means that I have to sit next to Axel for each forced meal.

Thankfully though I can still feel my hidden object pressed against my hip and if my plan works then we won't be here for many more meals.

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Finally after another awkward few minutes of watching the three of them eat Dana and I are finally led to the bathroom.

Mimicking the kitchen it's appliances are looking rusty and dusty however after testing the water I'm relieved to see it come out clear.
Both the men walk us into the small space however I manage to convince Axel to leave to find us some towels, praying that there is a linen cupboard somewhere.

I stare down Rosik hoping to get my message through to him to leave but he's still remaining as stoic as ever.
I consider shoving him out myself but I'd rather not touch him.

I glance at Dana to find herself fixing her hair in the mirror and taking advantage of her distraction I mouth the words 'leave' to Rosik but all he does is grin.

Axel returns with a handful of clean looking towels and I quickly take them from him, nodding my head in thanks. As much as it kills me, being nice to them in a tight place is just the smart thing to do.

"Thanks. We've got it from here."
I mutter as I place one of the towels on the bottom of the shower.
Hoping that it will protect our feet from any serious diseases.

"Katie, I'd like my shirt." I pause for a moment completely forgetting about Rosiks shirt and as much as it repulses me it does keep me much warmer. Ignoring the bite from the cold I pull it off, my back facing the men and quickly glance down to find my hidden object still blending in with my hip.

"It's Katherine." I murmur when I finally turn and I throw it at Rosiks greedy face as he takes in my slightly dipped turquoise shirt.

Yesterday morning I felt nothing when putting this on but now I feel virtually naked and an odd feeling of shame washes over me.
This isn't appropriate to be seen in around these men.

Thankfully though Axels phone begins to ring and as much as I want to lunge at the metallic object I remain rooted, more concerned about them leaving us in peace.

Reading the number and sharing a meaningful look with Rosik they both exit the room and I'm quick to slam the door behind them.
Of course there is no lock but the plan is to have one of us at the door at all times.

To begin we both use the toilet, backs turned at each use and then we focus on the shower.
I turn the stiff handles until luke-warm water finally sprays over my outstretched hand.
I allow Dana to go first who is still sneaking glances at her reflection through the mirror.

Facing the door I remain standing and focus on the door handle, looking for any sign of intrusion.

I'm only standing there for a few minutes before I hear soft sniffing behind me, the water is doing a good job at blocking out most sound but Dana's soft cries pierce my soul.

Feeling my own eyes well with tears I decide to softly open the bathroom door and sit outside it.
Knowing that Dana would appreciate the privacy.

I drag my knees up to my chest as I sink down the door.
I press my face tightly against my knees and only allow a few tears to slip.
The shaking however is my bodies annoying habit and I can't seem to stop it no matter how tightly I clench the carpet beneath me.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I murmur and instead of screaming like I want to I instead pound my fists onto the carpeted floor, relieved that my slight outburst is muffled.

"What is stupid?" I gasp and sit up, my arms instantly going slack.
Sighing loudly I allow my head to hit the back of the door dramatically before answering.

"It's stupid the lack of privacy around here. Go away." I grit out, needing time to pull myself together again.
I just need space.

Rosik obviously doesn't appreciate my snappy response and wordlessly he stomps over next to my sitting form.
I go to stand wanting at least a chance to swing but before I can move Rosik sits down next to me, thumping his own head on the door in the process.

"I'm sorry." Rosik finally murmurs after a few tense moments and I turn my head so fast to face him that I almost get whiplash.
What did he just say?!

"Sorry for what? The kidnapping, the abuse, the lack of rights or the existence of both you brutes." I snap, my anger getting the better of me.

I'm not usually an angry person, my own mother has always been concerned over my lack of anger growing up.
In the past the thought of simply getting angry would tire me out.
I've never had the time to be angry. However since being flung into this situation it's almost as though a tap of emotions have been opened, flooding my senses.

Acting on impulse I shove Rosik's shoulder and even raise my hand, to do God knows what.
I'm not even in control of my motions, I go to swing, my eyesight becoming blurry through the tears but Rosik catches my wrist in his death grip.

Slowly, testing my reaction Rosik pulls my arm down until it lays between both our legs and slowly he trails his grip from my wrist to my hand.
I'm too frazzled to react, I'm fighting with every part of my being to gain control of myself again.

I can't allow myself to act without thinking, Dana is at stake.

"I'm sorry Katie-" Rosik repeats when he notices that I've finally allowed myself to calm down.

"For not talking to you this morning at breakfast. I was frustrated with you but I now know that you don't refuse me things to hurt me. You won't tell me things about yourself because you've never had to do it before."

My eyes grow wide and all hint of incoming tears quickly dry.
The pure delusion of this man is startling.

Not only did he not acknowledge the actual reasons to be sorry but he also is now feeling confident to attempt to 'read' me and my emotions.
Rosik is getting far too comfortable with me.

I'm supposed to be a prisoner so why is he sounding like a guilty boyfriend who has ignored his girlfriend for too long.

"My name is Katherine. Call me that or call me nothing." I mutter after a few minutes and I attempt to tug my hand away but fail horribly.
Clenching my hand tighter Rosik chuckles darkly as he stares down at our intwined hands in deep thought.

"Katherine, Katie, Kate.." Rosik begins muttering various nicknames for an unknown reason.
Each new name sends a harsher shiver down my spine.
My blue eyes are wide and I feel the urge to cry again.

"Hmm Kat or even... Kitty."
That's it.
I can literally feel my gag reflex kicking in and I jerk my hand finally out of his.

What a freak.

"You do remind me of a kitty, feisty with claws to scratch, but really you're just a big softie. I just need the right bait to make you do whatever I say.
No training required."

I narrow my eyes and fight the urge to literally gulp in fear.
I have no idea where he is going with this.
All I know is that I'm finished talking to him.

Sensing that Rosik is happy with the affect that he has left on me he finally 'allows' me to stand and doesn't try to stop me.
Shaking my head I cross my arms and try to look everywhere but at him.

Thankfully at that moment the shower finally turns off and reading the signals Rosik finally stands and begins to walk away.
I keep my eyes on his, keeping an eye out for any tricks and I'm both relieved and surprised that he does actually go to leave the hall.

A grin stretches across his features as he glances back, which stretches his scar which just clips the bottom of his jaw.
Unknowingly I hold my breath.
I'm so desperate for a moment of peace but I can't let him see that.

"If you look this good now. Then I can't wait to see you when you're fresh and clean." Rosik finally murmurs before disappearing around the bend.

I know that he could be around the corner, I know that he is most likely lurking nearby to make sure I don't try anything stupid and I know that I can't let my guard down however, I can't stop the string of various curse words from breaking free.

I continue swearing under my breath until the bathroom door timidly opens and Dana's damp face peers through the crack.
Instant relief floods her features when she see's me leaning against the wall and finally allowing myself the excitement of a shower I wordlessly walk in and make her sit facing the door.

There is no way that I'm allowing her to sit out in that corridor alone and with that I take my much anticipated shower.

I work hard to block out Rosiks earlier words, I refuse to let his sliminess tarnish my body and mind further.
This is my moment and I'm grateful that the warm drops of water blend my tears seamlessly.
I contain the sobs, they become nothing more than silent hiccups.

I allow myself this moment to break down silently.
I allow myself to doubt the likelihood of us surviving, I allow myself to think the bleakest thoughts of where we'll end up and I allow myself to doubt whether I can keep Dana with me and protected from any harm.

But the moment I shut off this water, all these thoughts will go down the drain with it.

I can only hope that Dana was able to do the same.