"I'm really disappointed in myself that I did not see you as your true self." I mutter as I open my eyes and stare at Jasmine who looks at me confused. "A fucking evil bitch." I turn to look at Jake who stands on her right. "And you. Don't even get me started on your pathetic jealous ass."
He glares at me and I roll my eyes as I tug on my stretched arms. Both of my hands are tied to a hook in the ceiling, and I can't move them.
"What about me? What do you see me as?" That slow sensual voice whispers behind me.
"A psychotic prick." I reply back and he chuckles as I feel him move away.
"Leave us." I see his hand as he waves at his puppets. Jake and Jasmine leave and slam the door shut behind themselves as James walks around me and stands in front of me. His green eyes twinkle as he smiles at me.
"These hurt," I sigh as I tug on my hands.
I feel his hand caress my neck as he cups my face and turns my chin to loo