The Perfect Nightmare

Surviving

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Ellarie Mayflower

Four weeks.

It's been four weeks since I was brought here.

I knew it would be hard to find me given the fact my father's best friend was my perpetrator.

This guy is a freak that's for sure.

He has me dressed in a silly school girl outfit. Those ugly tall socks, black shoes, short plaid skirts, white button up. And a hideous sweater. He put a freaking bunny tail on me one day.

I feel disgusting when he looks at me. I just want out of here. This place is messing up my head more than it already was.

He hasn't touched me, yet. If he does I'm going to kick his ass that's for sure.

I'm not really held prisoner here, but sadly I'm not completely free either, obviously.

I get decent food, comfy bed, and art supplies. I didn't even tell him about my hobby, but I assume he talked with my father before.

I also kinda like not doing school work. It's a nice little break, but it'll just lead me to do more schooling in the end. Oh well I guess.

He gets mad when other people, who work for him, look at me. He goes as far as knocking them out or hit them to the point they are bleeding all over the place.

I got used to the mess really. Not my first time seeing someone beat to death, thanks to my father.

With the little time I spent with Daniel, I find my self missing him. He has been the only person to really hangout with me since my freshmen year of high school. Only person to talk to me if I'm being honest.

I doubt he'll miss me though. He'll think I moved or something and just completely ghosted him, hopefully.

I don't want to hurt anyone else who tries to get close to me anymore. It's better to be alone in my situation.

My father probably noticed my disappearance though. I doubt he's panicking about me. We grew apart and I'm not the most important thing to him anymore. I'm fine with that really. I know when I'm not wanted anymore.

My birthday is coming up in a week. I'll be eighteen and officially an adult. *internal sarcastic woo hoo's*

Honestly I'm just tired. Ready for this life to be over with so I can start anew.

I have been acting a little weird here lately though. I keep misplacing certain things I had around my room and my painting have started becoming more mythical.

My brain is probably just bored.

I guess it is time to shut my brain off and stop thinking for now.

***

Brain Mayflower

These past weeks only remind me of the fist time I was searching for Ellarie and my wife Sarah.

That bastard and all of his friends who participated is the kidnapping and the death of my wife are dead obviously.

All I have to go off of is this stupid bulky ass ring.

Daniel has been spending all of his free time trying to help me find her. We have been getting to know each other a lot and he seems to care deeply for my daughter who he only hung out with for a couple weeks before her disappearance. He portrays himself as a great guy and I'm proud of my sunflower finding such a smart man.

I decided dating Lily was a bad idea and broke it off with her a week after Ellarie went missing.

I was beginning to fall in love, but I could never love her like I loved Sarah. Nick Lancaster, my best friend, has been helping me look for Ella to. He helped me find her and Sarah the first time so why wouldn't he help me now?

After I find my Dear Ella I am going to quite this job and find something else. I was forced to take over this position. I despise my father and grandfather for raising me to be just like them.

I did not want to become the head of this god awful excuse of a company. Nothing can come good out of working with these kind of powerful creatures. I mean, I myself and powerful, but if all of them turned against me I would probably die.

Ellarie's 18th birthday is coming up. I need to find her before then. I have to protect her that day because who knows what is going to happen.

My father warned me of my 18th birthday. He told me what could happen and to stay calm through the process.

I haven't told my poor Ella.

She wouldn't believe me, but I see the same qualities in her that I had before my birthday.

I know she is a strong, strong hound women, but this, this will terrify her. She will think something is wrong with her and think she is the only different person around.

Which she wouldn't be wrong because I moved us here to protect her. It was lovely at first until my father died which made me next in line.

It gets to be too much of a hassle some times, but it is for a good cause.

Ellarie thinks I am part of some mafia or something. Yes the people who murdered my wife in cold blood were human, but so was Sarah.

I will never, ever tell Ella that Sarah is not her biological mother. Until the time comes I will, but for now I need to find her.

***

Another day at work passed by.

Nick and I were the last ones as the office again at my desk discussing an expansion to the business.

I looked down at the different documents that he was holding and noticed something. Something on his hand.

An emerald silver ring. Engraved into the sides of the ring.

Two headed rattle snakes.

My eyes widened and I glared at him.

"You bastard."

Author's Note: Sorry for the wait! Hope you enjoyed this chapter because a lot more are to come.

Added a little mystery to the mix.😉

See you in the next chapter!