Thank you guys so much for the feedback! I'm glad you liked the first part! This is the second part. Once again any feedback and advice is welcome. I appreciate anything and everything! Enjoy
Part 2:
I walked through my front door and set my backpack down in the study. I went into the kitchen to get a snack before I started on my homework. I noticed a note on the fridge:
"Aidan,
I went to the store to get stuff for dinner tonight. I know you won't be home so I am making your 'favorite' meal

, spaghetti. I shouldn't be too long. If I don't see you before you leave for Cole's, have a good time.
Love Mom"
I pulled a fruit cup out of the fridge and went to get started on my homework. I knew it wouldn't take long. Some of my teachers don't like to assign weekend work for us. Although my math teacher always does. I do well in school, especially in math. I sat down at the desk and started working. Within twenty minutes I was finished but Cole is very impatient. I checked my iPhone and I already had fifteen messages that said "Done yet?" I finally replied with a "Yes" and got some stuff together. I grabbed the usual stuff: toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush, deodorant, extra controller for the Xbox, and a change of clothes. Even though its not planned that I'm spending the night, it just always seems to end up like that. Before I left, I placed my homework on the kitchen counter for my mom to see, set the alarm and went on my way.
I called Cole on my way there to let him know that I was on my way. I put my headphones in my ears and turned some music on. Cole doesn't live too far from me. Just like three streets over. I passed my mom on the way. She didn't bother to stop. She just waved and blew a kiss. The rest of the walk was really uneventful.
I finally got to Cole's house and I walked inside. His house is a little bigger than mine and somehow he convinced his parents to let him have to master bedroom so his room is almost twice the size of mine, with a private bathroom. "Hi Aidan. How are you today?" I heard his mom call out.
"Hi mom! I'm good and how about yourself?" I replied. (Her name is Martha but Cole and I have been friends for so long, she is like my second mother)
"I'm doing well. I'm glad to have you for the weekend."
"Glad to be here!" Cole and I went up to his room to start our usual activities. We played a couple rounds of Halo and watched a movie. Our main plan was to go to the movies later to see the new X-Men. A little while later we heard "Boys, dinner is ready" and we started rushing downstairs. We sat down at the dinner table and started eating tacos, our favorite. WE asked if we could go to the movies later and we of course got a "yes" and started planning our trip to the mall. (The movie theater is a part of the mall). First we are gonna check out the video game store and then we're gonna go to the................
I woke up with a little bit of a headache. I started asking myself the usual questions in this scenario, "What happened?" and "where am I?" I tried wiping my eyes but I couldn't move my arms out from behind me. Then it all came back to me. I was still handcuffed and my feet were still cuffed as well. I started screaming but it was coming out at "MMMPPPHHHH". I was still gagged. The room I was in was pitch black. I couldn't see a thing. I was not blindfolded anymore. I could tell my eyes were open, it was just so dark I couldn't see anything. Then I heard what sounded like a lock turning and turned toward the sound. A door opened and a light was turned on.
It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the light. It wasn't too bright and it was just a single bulb hanging from the ceiling. A tall, muscular guy walked in. I still couldn't see his face because he still had the ski mask on.
"Now I'm going to take the gag off. If you scream or even talk it goes back on and you get no dinner. Not even the littlest of sounds. You understand me?" He said. I shook my head in agreement. He did as he said he would and started peeling the tape off my head. I wanted to cry out in pain but I was so hungry, I didn't want to risk not eating. "Now i'm going to uncuff you and then cuff you again in the front. Don't try anything you will regret." Once again he did as he said he would. I was a little relieved that this happened.
"Eat fast. You have 5 minutes. After that you will have 10 minutes to do your business and take a shower. The bathroom has no windows and the door locks from the outside. Change into the clothes I have placed in there. If you're not completely dressed before time is up, that is how you will spend the rest of the night. Between what you're wearing now and what is in the bathroom, that will be you're wardrobe. Your time starts now"
I started eating as fast as I could. All I had was a pudding cup, a piece of bread and a plastic cup of water. I finished it relatively fast and looked around the room. the walls were painted black. The window was painted over with black paint and someone had put bars in it like in jail. There was a pole in the middle of the room. A chair in the corner and a bed with a bare mattress and a metal frame. The guy came back in the room. "Let's go".
I was guided to the bathroom where I was placed inside the door locked from the outside with a deadbolt and a key. I went to the bathroom while in the shower to save time. I got out and dried my self off. Doing all of this is rather difficult while handcuffed. I saw the clothes he had left for me. A pair of black compression shorts and a plain black t-shirt. I picked them up and noticed something underneath. It was am adult sized diaper. Was it going to be a while before I got another bathroom break? I didn't want to chance it. I put the diaper on and then the compression shorts. I was able to pull the shirt over my head but couldn't get my arms through the holes for obvious reasons.
The door was unlocked and opened. "Oops. I forgot about that. Hold on." The guy uncuffed me and let me slip my hands through the holes and then cuffed me again behind my back. I'm impressed you got ready so fast.
"Thanks" I said with a depressed yet angry tone. Then I realized my mistake. "Oh no! I'm sorry it won't happen again! I swear!"
"I gave you one chance and you blew it." He led me back to my room and grabbed a rag and duct tape. He performed the same ritual as earlier and I started to cry. He pulled me over to the bed and he laid me down on my stomach. My reflexes caused me to start fighting back. He uncuffed one hand but left the other hand cuffed. I was flipped back over and then he pulled the cuffed hand up above me and cuffed it to the frame of the bed. He got another pair of cuffs and did the same to the other hand. The same steps were repeated for my feet. I was now cuffed to the bed, spread-eagle style. I was still thrashing in the bed and crying as hard as I could. The guy just shut the light off and slammed the door closed. I heard the locks turn again.
After a while I finally calmed down. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to him? I wonder if my parents are looking for me? Are the police looking for me? I'm a straight A student. How could this happen to me? Am I going to die? I have so many things planned for my life. This is the most scared I have ever been. I could feel the diaper start to get warm. I was embarrassed. I was so scared that I soiled myself. At least I have the diaper. This is disgusting. Who knows how long I will have to sit in this. After what seemed like hours, I drifted to sleep dreading what's to come.