My mute baby girl.

Chapter 3

Recap

I looked up at his mask, my eyes struggling to focus. He used one of his hands to pull of his mask. I squinted my eyes, trying to look at him, and I did. I widened my eyes and tried to move but nothing. He let out a chuckle before a smirk appeared on his face. "Mine." Was the last thing I heard him say before everything went black.

Evelyn's pov 

I woke up, I blinked a few times, letting my eyes adjust to the light. I slowly sat up, holding my head. What happened? where am I? Is my mom okay? A billion questions ran through my mind. I rubbed my temples, I have the worst headache. I tried to stand up but I couldn't move my feet, I looked down to see they were tied to the bed poles. I sighed and looked back up and looked around. It smelt like death. I coughed and whimpered, rubbing my head. I continued looking around. The bed I was currently tied down on was an old rusty thing, old beaten ripped mattress, one dirty pillow and one thin scruffy quilt. There was a small night stand beside the bed, the wallpaper was floral, well it was, most of it has ripped off, it looks old and damp. Lastly, there was an old brown, scratched door, which I'm guessing would be locked anyways, so I couldn't of escaped even if I wasn't tied down. I glanced down at my tied down legs. I sniffled as tears formed, I whipped the few tears that fell. I miss my mom. I need her. I couldn't do anything, I was stuck here, I put my head in my hands and began to cry, a full meltdown. The tears didn't stop.

After what felt like hours, I managed to calm myself down a little. I sat up and looked down on my tied down legs, they began to burn and hurt like hell. I leaned down and tried to untie them, but failed miserably. You could see where the robe rubbed and burned. I sighed and laid down, staring up at the ceiling. I began to here noises from outside the door, I sat up quickly. The noise of a door unlocking was heard, then the door knob start turning until the door was pushed open. A man stood there. He looks about 19-20, he had dark brown hair, blue eyes and small pinkish lips. I gulped and stared up at him. He cleared his throat and began making his way over to me. "so" was all he said. That voice..it sounds so familiar..that's the boy, that grabbed me last night, that held me down. oh my god, he's here to kill me, calm down evelyn. He moved closer then sat down on the edge of the bed. I tried to move back quickly but struggled because of that stupid rope. My breathing hitched and I began looking around trying. "I'm not gonna hurt you." I looked down and stayed quiet. The boy got back up and walked about, but quickly re-entered the room again, but this time he handed me a shirt. "Put this on." He placed a bottle of water on the night stand. "Don't worry, it's not poisoned." He chuckled and reached into his back pocket searching for something, obviously. I didn't dare to look up at him though. He soon pulled his hand back, holding a pocket knife. My eyes widened and my mouth went dry. Oh no, oh no, oh no. I pulled on the rope trying to get my legs free, trying to escape this. I felt a firm hand press against one of my legs. "Stop, I'm trying to cut the ropes." He said, obviously annoyed with my sudden movements. I turned away and stopped moving, not wanting to get hurt. After a few seconds, I felt the ropes being pulled off my ankles. I sat up properly, rubbing my both my newly bruised and burnt ankles. "I'll be back in 5, you better be in that shirt" He pointed to the shirt that he passed to me not so long ago. "And drink up" He nodded towards the water bottle that was on the night stand. Without another word, he walked out. I slowly got up off the bed, almost falling over. I'm so weak, tired and drained. I coughed again and began taking off my shirt, I placed it on the bed and grabbed the one the boy gave me. I slid it over my head. it came down over my knees. I grabbed the water and took the cap of off it and started drinking. I practically chugged it all down. I screwed the cap back on and placed the bottle back on the night stand. The door unlocked again and in came the same back. He looked at me up and down and shook his head before chuckling. "Take off your shorts." Baring in mind i'm still in my pyjamas. I blushed and turned around so he couldn't see. I quickly took my shorts off and placed them on the bed. "Perfect." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with him. We walked up a flight of stairs and then from there, he must have dragged me through about 20 rooms. If this is someones home, they must be filthy rich. I looked around, amazed by the beauty of this place. "Can you hurry the fuck up." The boy said, tightening his grip on my wrist dragging me along faster. "You don't talk much, do you?" I heard him chuckle. We walked through a few more rooms until we came to a stop. "She's here.". I felt myself being pushed towards the couch, when suddenly someone sat up on it. I know him..that's..that's Jason Mccan. I looked down quickly, making sure not to look at him. The boy that had me finally let go off me and walked away. I just stood there, rubbing my wrist. "Did he hurt you princess?" Jason spoke up. I stayed dead silent and looked down at my socks. 

He got up and made his way over to me, I backed away shaking my head quickly. Being the clumsy person I am, I tripped over my own two feet and fell. He chuckled and picked me up bridal style, walking back over to the couch sitting down on it, sitting me on his lap. "Now little one, I have a few rules." He said, tucking a piece of fallen hair behind my ear so he could see me. "Firstly, no escaping or running away." I moved around a little, keeping my head down and my hands on my lap. "Secondly, no backchatting me or giving me attitude." He paused, moving one of his hands to my hair, playing with my curls. "You're all mine, so I can do whatever I want, whenever I want.". "No disobeying me or not doing what you're told." Running his hand through my curls, tugging at the ends off them. "No talking to anyone unless I've given you permission to, not that I expect you to talk anyways." He chuckled once more. "There's a few more but i'll leave them out for now, if you break any of these rules, you'll get a punishment. simple as that." I fiddled around with my fingers, becoming more uncomfortable then I already was. "Do you understand?" He asked, letting go off my curls and giving his full attention to me, awaiting for an answer. Of course I understood his rules..I was just to scared to even breathe near him, never mind talk. So I stayed silent. In a fast move, he picked me up and spun me around so I was sitting on him, my leg either side of him, facing him. I breathed heavily, moving around trying to do anything but not be here. He grabbed my chin, keeping a tight grip on it and lifting it up so i'd look at him. "Do, I, Make, Myself, Fucking, Clear, Evelyn?" He said, pausing before he said each word, making me sound dumb. I nodded quickly. He let go off my chin, picking me up and placing me back on my own two feet. "Now, go make me something to eat baby girl." I turned around and quickly walked out, only to be standing in a bathroom, I furrowed my eyebrows and walked back into the room Jason was in. I heard him laughing. "That one princess." He nodded his head towards a set of doors. I blushed and looked down, walking to the doors, making my way inside.  

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