Tweeks POV: The blood of my friend had been stained on the floor away from my cage. A permanent reminder that there was no way out of this terrible situation. Craig would stop at nothing to get me to date him. I looked down at my worn out and sweaty green button up, which had been splattered with blood. My captor enters the room with a box. He sits down next to me in the cage and grabs my wrists, locking them into handcuffs. He grabs my arm and drags me out of the cage and Into a new room. A bathroom. He sits me in the bathtub and removes my clothes before cuffing me to a pipe. He fills the tub with water, and immediately looked disgusted at the dirt and grime that had started coming off of me into the water. "Eww. We really should have done this week's ago. This is gross." He grabs a cloth and puts soap on it and forcefully washes my body for me, and does the same for my hair. He then dries me off, puts me in some clean pjs, and locks me back in my birdcage, removing the cuffs. He then leaves and locks the door behind him, leaving me on the floor of the cage. I curl up onto the floor, and I cry. I look up at the top of the bird cage and I just sob loudly, desperately wanting to return home