Obsessed • a/p

Chapter 24

"You mean you don't recognise me?" - she smiles, and pulls out the weapon from her purse. "Sit down, I'll refresh your memory" 

"Who are you?" - Mary repeats, taking a step towards her. 

"Take a better look at me.." - she says quietly, then suddenly raises her voice. "Look at me in the eyes! You know who I am!" 

When Mary looks directly in Perrie's eyes, it only takes her a second to realise. She drops the glass and puts her own hand over her mouth. She wasn't expecting this at all. She never knew that Perrie would turn into this kind of a person. She's looking at her with so much hatred and anger, Mary is actually scared of her. She's scared that Perrie might pull the trigger and kill her on the spot. 

"How did you find me..?" - Mary asks, slowly sitting down. 

"Thanks to my dear friend right here" - she says, motioning to Lucas. 

"What do you want?" 

"I want you to tell me why did you kidnap me from my parents when I was a baby. I want you to tell me why did you leave me in a foster home after that? Why didn't you just bring me back to my parents? Why did you let me grow up all on my own?" - Perrie says, trying to hold back her tears. 

Mary lowers her head and takes a breath before speaking. Why does she actually want to tell them? Perrie thought that it'd take her much more persuasion, screaming and maybe even firing a few bullets through her windows. She does look as much creepy as she did when she saw her last time, but she doesn't seem even half as dangerous. What happened? What made her so weak? 

"I did it for money.. I was working with this group of criminals who were into child selling, sex trafficking and what not.. The leader told me that he had a deal with someone from South America, it was really good money, that's why I accepted it.. They ordered me to kidnap you, they wanted a little girl because they wanted to bring her up to be one of their sex slaves. I just knew that when you'd grow up, you'd be gorgeous, and I wasn't wrong.." - Mary says. 

Perrie's eyes are full with tears now, threatening to fall. She can't believe her ears. How could someone be so twisted? "Continue.." - she says. 

"I was taking care of you for a while before we were sent an address, where we had to meet up with the others. We were a big group, there were around 10 or 15 kidnapped children from all around the country. It turned out, someone had reported us to the police. I got stuck in traffic so I was like 5 minutes late.. When I arrived, nobody was there.." 

Who knows what would have happened if they didn't get reported? She would have been God knows where, if she was still alive of course. Or if Mary wasn't late.. She would have been saved by the police and be back with her parents. She would have grown up in a normal environment and she wouldn't struggle as much as she did. 

"Why didn't you bring me back?" - Perrie asks. 

"Because I would have been caught.. I escaped in London after that.. I took care of you as if you were my own child. But then I ran out of money.. I couldn't pay my own bills, let alone take care of a toddler.. So I took you in a foster home.. I made up a story about your mum dying during labor and not even knowing who your dad is.." - she continues. 

"You told them that you're my aunt.." - Perrie says with a small smile. 

"I just don't know why they never bothered enough to investigate. There was literally a kidnapped girl named Perrie Edwards, and a year later, a girl with the same description was brought in a foster home.." - Mary shrugs her shoulders. "Anyway.. they caught me a few years later and I was in prison for an organised crime along with the rest of the group. But then they let me out because they didn't have enough evidence to keep me"