Tick Tock, Bitch.

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The 9 days I have been held captive in here all I have ever thought about is that my time's running out and I need to get out of here and quick! Tick tock, bitch my mind tells me and it's right. 

How will I ever recover from this? Will I ever recover from this? I don't know myself. It's like I am on my final curtain call and I don't know what to do anymore. "She faked her death you know" they told me and I can't seem to get it out of my head that statement from them. Now they want to kill me because they feel I'm getting too close. 

I am now backed in the corner of the barn and I hear their car speed off so I run to the door in a vest top and black knickers. That's all I'm left with. On the first night they stripped me down and left me like this. Cold and alone. My heart races and I panic as I bang on the door "Please don't leave me here! I'm cold!" I start to cry and slide down the door as I'm heartbroken. 

Hope, what have you got me into? I'd be so mad if she faked her death. 

A noise is heard so I rush up and quickly wipe my tears away. Anxiety takes over me as I prepare for the water to be sprayed on me and for them to torture me even more. "Hello?!" I shout to no one answering me which makes chills run down my spine.  I walk more into the barn when I see something that wasn't there all the other times I've been at that spot. 

I pick it up and it's Hope's necklace. With no blood on it and when I found her body it was covered in it. What the hell? I also notice that the locket has been opened and there's a note inside. I take out the note and it's a note from Doll Master. The writing looks like Hope's. No, I hope she didn't put me through all this. Please tell me she didn't. 

If it isn't her blood on my hands. Who's blood is it? 

The note reads 'It's not what you think, bitch.' with the tag 'Doll Master.' 

Do I have to suspect that Hope is still alive and I have gone through all this for nothing? No, it's never that easy. They are just doing this to throw me off their scent. Mr Watson and mystery girl is behind this and Britney is helping them. 

The door closes again so I quickly put down the necklace and rush back to the front of the barn again. My heart races and reaches my throat when Doll Master comes towards me. It's disguised voice says to me "Ready to play a game Courtney?" as it grabs me by the arms and throws me onto the floor. Making me wince in pain. 

I look up and say "I'm tired of games. Let me go." 

"Wrong answer." It says back to me and then it gets a taser out and shocks me with it which makes me cry out. "So I'll ask again. Do you want to play a game of lies and ripped secrets?" 

I gulp and say "Yes, I want to play a game." 

It grabs me off the floor and forces me onto the chair then it gets the rope to tie me to the chair. Little does it know that I am playing It at its own game. Hope loved to play games with me and I always won. It walks over to me and kneels down as it grabs my hand but I gain the courage to lift up my leg and kick it where the sun doesn't shine. It groans in pain as it looks up at me. I get up of the chair. 

"Want to play a game?" I kneel down and with a smirk I say "How about Forty Forty?" then I push Doll Master down onto the floor. I look over to see the door has been opened. So I run over to it and I look back to say "Catch me if you can," my face turns pissed as I have it all figured out "Hope." 

I then rush out the door. I shut the door and then I look round looking for the best way to run. When I get home I'm telling my mom and my friends everything. Including Hope faking her death and being apart off Doll Master. That hurts me to the core. Who do I trust now? 

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