Insane For Her

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I woke up blind folded and tied up on the floor. I tried screaming but my throat was very dry so nothing came out. I started squirming around, trying to get loose from the rope. I stopped moving when I heard a door open.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty" A raspy, deep voice echos through out the room making me jump.

"What do you want from me"

He sighs "I just want to be with you, but he was in the way so I killed him" he puts his hands on my shoulders and I shiver then try to back away. He laughs and whispers in my ear.

"There's no escaping me" and with that he walked away then I heard chains and footstep coming towards me. My eyes got watery thinking of what this insane man could do to me. He clamped on cuffs onto my wrists and pulled me up.

"Are you fucking crazy, I'm not your fucking slave!" He slammed me against the stone cold wall and cupped my face.

"Don't use that type of language in this house....and yes I'm very crazy so I'd watch that tone of yours!" I whimper and then he grabs the chains and pulls me out of the room.

"You won't be seeing the rest of the house so there's no need for a tour and you should be happy that I'm not like other kidnappers"

"What's your name?"

He chuckled alittle "Why should I tell you?"

"So I know what to call you when I turn you into the police"

He scoffs and pulls hard on the chains making me stumble forward.

"I'm not telling you my name until I know that I can trust you" He said obviously annoyed. He tugged on the chain again but harder this time. Moments later, we entered into a room with loud chatter and laughing. Everyone became quiet then a man came up to me and took my blindfold off, it a while for my eyes to adjust to the light. Once my eyes adjusted, I looked at the man in front of me. He had dirty blonde hair and blue cold eyes. His face was painted somewhat like an skeleton and his hair slicked back.

He smiled wickedly "Hey sweetie, sleep well?" he says with a hint of an irish accent.

I stayed silent, keeping my head down.

He snickered "They're always quiet on the first day!" Everyone starts laughing.

"Take her to the back and tell Kayla to get her ready then take her to my office"

"Yes sir" I look back at him and he had the same Painted skeleton on his face with his goldish brown hair slicked back.

"Come'on kid" He says then pushes me forward.

"I'm not a fucking kid..asshole" I mumble under my breath.

He basically drags me a room full of women around the age of 18-20. They were all sitting around getting their hair and make-up done.

"Kayla, you got another one!!"

A girl with curly light brown hair walks up to me and I flinch as she rubs my shoulder.

"No need to be afraid..I'm one of the nice ones" She says then glares at him and he scoffs.

"Call me when your done, boss wants her in his office" She nods takes me to a chair.

"So we are going to wash your hair and curl it, is that ok with you?" I look down and nod nervously.

"Aye, there's no reason to be scared of me, I will never hurt you or get you in trouble..I want to be your friend" I smile a little and drink the water on the table left for me.

"Whats your name?" She says as she guides me to the sinks.

"K-Kate" I sit in the chair in front of the sink and lean back.

"Well Kate, tell me your story"

"What?"

"Everyone has a story, so tell me yours...tell me how you got in this messed up place" I sighed as she started to wash my hair.

I told her everything and by the time I was done telling her 'My Story', she was done doing my hair. She hugged me tightly, I hesitated a little and hugged her back. Kayla was probably the only person I can trust right now. She applied mascara, eyeliner and red lipstick on me. She called that man to come and get me.

"What's that dudes name?"

"I don't think I'm suppose to tell you but...his name is actually Evan"

"Kate, how old are you?"

"23...Why?"

"They get younger and younger by the year...One of the girl they brought back was a 13 year old and the man that took her was 29...poor girl"

"What happened to her?"

"Well when it was time for her ceremony...she tried to escape and two days later she was found dead, shot in between her eyes"

"Damn"

"Yeah"

"What's with the skeleton paint on everyone's faces?" I said changing the subject.

"Well its kinda a family tradition all men must paint their face as a skeleton when it's a ceremony"

"Why are they having a ceremony?"

"One of the brothers are getting married...It happens every year, a brother 'takes' a woman to be his wife"

"So every girl gets married whether she likes it or not?"

"Yep" she says popping the 'P' at the end.

"Who am I marrying?"

"I don't know sweetie...who ever took you"

I Look down at my hands fiddle with my thumbs. Evan burst through the door with chains in his hands. Kayla turns the chair towards him,

"How does she look?"

"Good enough, now come'on" He chains my hands together and pushes me towards the door.

"Take it easy Evan" In a swift second I was forcefully pinned up on the wall with my chained hands above my head.

"How the fuck do you know my name?!"

"A little blue bird told me!" He smirks evilly

"Kayla told you, didn't she?"

"No, she didn't" He huffed loudly.

"Ok, if you don't tell me then I'm just gonna put you in the punishment hall" even the name sounded scary and soon my confidence died down.

I look down to avoid his threatening stare "Kayla told me but only because I asked.." He smirked.

"You won't be going to the punishment hall but I have something else in mind for lying to me" He says sternly and let go of my hands. He took a hold of the chains and pulled me down the corridor.

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Another short chapter Sorry

(Also sorry for the constant name changes, it seems like once I've got a good one my mind just says nope it doesn't fit his character....so yeah SORRY!!)