My Target

12

"Good morning," a sweet voice said from behind me.

"Hi," I smiled softly as she walked around me.

"Are you OK, you don't look so good?" She frowned, putting her hand on my forehead.

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just exhausted," I laughed a little.

"Have you not slept since you came around?"

"No," I laughed.

"Oh, sweetheart," she said and released my wrists.

"You're letting me down?"

"I guess I am," she whispered.

"How do you know I won't attack you?" I asked, advancing on her.

"I don't," she said, backing up against the wall a little.

"My bracelet, where is it?" I growled, pressing her against the wall.

"It's in my safe,"

"You're going to take me up to your safe, now and you're going to give me back my bracelet, do you understand?" I snarled.

"Please," she laughed, "it's an empty threat! You cant hurt me,"

"Really?" I smirked, picking up the thick metal chain that she had hit me with previously.

"OK, OK! I'll take you upstairs," she raised a gloved hand in surrender, whilst the other one gripped her cane.

"And you'll give me somewhere to sleep for a few hours?"

"Yes! I was going to do that anyway!"

"Really?" I frowned.

"Yes!"

"OK now I feel sort of bad," I sighed, looking at her small body pressed between the wall and me.

"Yeah, let's just forget about this and go upstairs," she smiled.

"Sounds good," I laughed and she led me upstairs out of the basement and into a huge purple corridor.

"Your house is huge," I said, looking around the purple palace and wrapping my arms around my exposed waist. I was freezing in just my bra and underwear.

"Yeah, which is great but it gets pretty lonely sometimes," she said in front, not turning to look at me.

When she did turn around, her face fell and she walked over to my shivering body.

"Oh, pet you're freezing," she frowned and wrapped her arm around my waist, before we continued walking.

She took me into a huge purple bedroom and sat me down on the bed, before walking into another room off the side of this one. When she reappeared, she was holding some fluffy purple pyjamas, with my bracelet balanced on top.

"Thank you," I smiled as she handed me the clothes.

"It's OK, are you hungry?"

"Starving," I laughed.

"I'll get someone to bring you some food," she she smiled softly.

I pulled on the pyjamas and winced at the feeing of contact on my whip wounds.

"Shit I forgot to clean those," she whispered, examining my torso and back. She sat on the bed and got something out of the drawers next to it, "this is going to hurt for a second but then it'll feel great, OK?"

I nodded and laid on the bed, as she put salve on my wounds. Once she had finished, I put the pyjamas back on and sat with her again.

"You should sleep, darling," she smiled softly, looking at my tired face.

"OK," I yawned, making her laugh a little.

She pulled back the duvet and I laid under it, before she pulled it back over my body.

"I still have to kill you at some point you know," I whispered to her, tears collecting in my eyes.

"I know," she gave me a sad smile, "but I can help you whilst I'm still here can't I?"

I just nodded, too tired to talk, and slowly I drifted off into unconsciousness, where I was met once again by my worst memories and thoughts.