The Doll Maker

Eight

Since the night that Harley slipped up and told Charlotte her abductors name, they hadn't really spoken about it, she didn't refer to him as Alex and was being trusted to sleep in the guest bedroom. He was slightly nervous now his identity was out there to the woman. Laurence was more trusting of her but she noticed he still spoon-fed her and bathed her as if she was a child. She knew more than he had told her, she knew about the loss of his child and she understood why he was doing it so she simply let it happen.

She had been kidnapped for approximately four weeks now, nearly a month. She hadn't tried escaping, she had barely even asked about the outside world, only asking what day it is ever so often when the time surpasses her. She watched as Alex walked around the living room, setting up decoration for Harley's birthday party, he seemed excited and she found it endearing that he was happy about the boy's fourth birthday party "Am I able to be there?"

"U-Uh... Yeah I guess, I mean there's not going to be many people, just a few of Laurence's friends and it's going to be in the garden but i have a fenced off garden. You would just have to be with one of us at all times" The man spoke as if it was normal, the woman simply nodded, pushing herself to stand up as she looked down at her outfit. Now I'm sure his mates aren't used to seeing a woman dressed in a doll outfit. He glanced over at her and snickered slightly, nodding once he noticed her confused glances "I'll get you some clothes"

"Thank you... Are we just gonna say that I'm your friend or something?" She questioned, the man nodding as he finished putting up the banners, admiring his handiwork with a proud smile dancing across his plush pink lips "Have you got any my size?"

"You think I wouldn't cater to my doll?" He whispered, reaching out to tip up her head up and she felt a sudden grin crack out onto her lips "Come on, I've got some summer clothes for you"

She tried on many skirts and dresses in her lifetime, attempting to look girly for dances and parties but she never found anything to match her body type but when she tried on a black dress that fell mid-thigh with a tightened waist and lacy straps with details around the rims she felt beautiful- staring at the view of herself in the mirror. She looked over to see the man holding out a pair of sandals with a quirked brow "Thank you, it's beautiful"

"Anything on you is" He quipped, patting the bed and the woman followed suit, blushing from the compliment, her cheeks heating up as she looked down shyly, putting her foot on his knee as he slipped the sandal on, doing the straps around her ankles "You've got lovely smooth skin"

"Do you have any other underwear, these ones are quite itchy" She whispered and he nodded quickly putting on her other sandal, his eyes creeping up to her inner thigh, she caught his gaze looking directly in the middle of her legs, squeezing her thighs together in embarrassment "And where would they be?"

"Oh- wait I'll get them" He was caught off guard by his own stupid hormones getting in the way, he can't be doing this to Charlotte, she's shown no direct interest like the other dolls did, not quite sure if that is as good or a bad thing, was she pretending or wasn't she actually interested in the man? He walked over, opening one of the drawers and pulling out a pair of red underwear as she reached down to slip off the ones she's wearing currently "None of them knows who I am"

"And they never will" She replied, reaching out to take the red underwear as she slipped them up her legs, sighing out and smiling as she bounced around to the man, shoving the old underwear into his chest "Well I feel like an adult now"

"You look beautiful" He whispered, putting the underwear on his bed as the woman reached up to run her hand up his chest, the man wanted to pull her to his chest and kiss her but she watched simply with a quirk of a smile "Kiss me"