The Little Ones

Chapter 6- How is she?

  Mr. Daniel asked me for another blood sample, I refused. Are you happy for me? As you can see, I have gone crazy, talking to myself, but that's normal right?

  Oh, and don't worry Lucy sneaks and brings me food. I think she's warming up to me.

She said she'd be coming to visit me today, but she hasn't come yet, I hope Mr.Daniel isn't holding her up. I can't imagine having a dad like that. Well, I've never actually had a dad to begin with, so I can't imagine having to be related to such a monster.

  I'm really tired. Maybe I'll just take a nap.

I played my head on the edge of the sofa, but before I closed my eyes, there was a knock at the door.

Sighing, I said, "Come in."

And in steps...Ted. Hmm, I haven't seen him in a long time.

"Mr. Daniel sent me to get you."

"Why? So he can make me give him a blood sample?"

"No, there's someone here to see you."

"Who would want to see me?" I ask, sitting up and listening.

"I don't know. You always get a visitor after five days," he says, matter of factly.

"Five days! I've only been here for five days?! It felt like at least a few months!" I exclaim.

"Well, No it's only been five days," he says, sitting on the sofa, "Are You coming?"

I know I'm not supposed to follow Mr. Daniel's rules, but what if this is really important. What If it's my mom?

I sigh, "Fine, I guess I'll go, since your begging."

"I didn't beg," he laughs, gently grabbing my arm and leading me out the door.

We walk down the hallway, and I finally get to see how big this place really is. And when I say big I mean It's huge! The walls are burgundy, and so is the carpet. There are portraits and paintings lining the wall. One is of Mr.Daniel standing straight and tall, or as tall as he can get, which isn't much.

  We pass a door that has a window on it. I think its one of those windows where you can see into it but the other person can't. I look in and there's a boy sitting in the corner of the room hugging his knees.

  "That's Milo, he is a strange one," Ted says, leading me away from the boy, "Here we are."

  Ted opens a door that's a really bright yellow. I walk in and take in the rectangular table and the four chairs surrounding it. In one of the chairs is a man who seems to be in his late thirties or maybe his early thirties, I don't know.

  "I'll leave you here for now. I'll be back in twenty minutes," Ted says, leaving me with a complete stranger. I Mean who does that! Why would he leave me here with this man I don't even know!

  "Hi," the man says, and I realize I was staring at him.

  "H-H-Hi,"I stutter.

"Sorry if this is awkward for you," he apologizes.

"Sorry? Awkward? No I meet complete strangers and get kidnapped everyday. So there's nothing to be sorry about," I say sarcastically.

"Wow, your just like your mom," he says, smiling.

"How do you know my mom?" I ask, suddenly forgetting that I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.

"Wow, you really don't know who I am, do you?"

"No, am I supposed to?"

"I guess not," he said, a little disappointed, "but I supposed you wouldn't."

"How do you know my mom," I asked again.

"I knew her when we we're young," he replied, smiling.

"Oh. So, why are you here?"

He laughed saying, "You are exactly like your mother, and I'm here to see you."

"But you don't know me."

"No, you don't know me, but I know you."

Ok, that sounded really creepy.

"I can't believe I just said that. Wow, that sounded so creepy," he said, smiling.

Why is he smiling? That only makes it even more creepier.

"I'm actually here to talk to you about your mom."

"Really? Where is she? Is she okay? Is she hurt?"

"Woah, slow down, and take a seat."

I Just realized I'd been standing up this whole time. I go and sit next to him.

"Ok, I can't tell you where she is. Yes, she's okay. And no, she's not hurt."

"Why can't you tell me where she is?"

"Mr.Daniel doesn't want me to, he thinks you'd try and find her."

"How can I try and find her when I'm stuck in this hell-hole?"

Unless she's been here the whole time. What If she has.

"Your right. I don't know how, and this place isn't that bad."

"Isn't that bad? Yeah, your right, it's so nice to get kidnapped from my own house, and not knowing where my mom is. Yeah, it's so nice being here."

"Why the sarcasm? I mean It's kind of annoying."

"I don't care what you think about me." I say, as I get up out of my chair and head to the door.

"Where are you going?

"I want to leave," I say, as I pound on the door, "Open the door!"

Ted opens it, "Whats wrong?"

"I want to leave," I say, trying to get past Ted, but if you don't know already I'm not very strong.

"It hasn't been twenty minutes, yet."

"How many minutes has it been?"

He looks at his wristwatch, "Umm, fifteen minutes."

"Fifteen minutes! It's only five more minutes! Please, let me go," I beg.

"I'm sorry, but Mr.Dan-"

"I. Said. I. Want. To. Leave!" I screamed, I was so angry. The Door flew open out of Ted's hands.

"Uhh, let me escort you to your room."

"Ok, what just happened?"

"You did that."

"I did that? What are you talking about?"

  He sighed, "It's about time Mr.Daniel to tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"Let's go back to your room," Ted said, escorting me back to my room.

We passed by that Milo kid again. He was still hugging his knees and sitting in the same corner.

"Is he okay?"

"Yeah, probably just traumatized."

"Because you guys kidnapped us."

"I don't agree with Mr.Daniel, but I have to do what he says."

"But why? You have the opportunity to leave. To go to the police."

"I can't because he's my brother."

"He's your brother? I'm so sorry for you."

"He wasn't always like this. He's not that bad."

"Sure." We were outside of my door. "Bye."

"Bye." He said opening the door for me and then he leaves and I'm alone. Again.

I tried to make this longer, I hope you like it. So... what do you think about that door...hmm. If You have any ideas, don't be afraid to Message me.