~Mine~

Don't Try That Again

Maddie's pov: Once we arrived "home", Jason took me to this room upstairs. Aren't I suppose to be in like, a basement or some dark smelly room? Just then the door swung open. "Alright, now time for the rules." Jason said, clapping his hands together, making his way towards me. "Rule number one. No talking back.

"Rule number two. You do as I say, when I say it." He glared.

"Rule number three. If you don't follow these rules, there will be punishments no questions asked. Do you understand?" He questioned sternly. "I understand." I whispered. "Good. You hungry?" He asked, like a second ago didn't just happen. "No." I whispered again. Scared that I'll get hit or in trouble if I talk louder than a whisper. "To bad. Your eating." He replied, walking towards the door. Isn't he suppose to be starving me? Not making me eat. He's got things so backwards. "I said I'm not hungry. You can't force me to eat." I spat. "Watch me." He smirked. "You can put it I'm my mouth, but you can't make me swallow." I glared. Then he just started laughing like I just told him the funniest joke that's ever been told. "What's so funny?" I asked annoyed. He just ignored me and kept laughing. "Wha-- Oh my God! Your sick." I shouted in pear disgust. "You said it, not me." He chuckled. "Yeah but, I didn't mean it like that. You know what? Forget it." I sighed. "Well, what do you want to eat?" He asked once again. "Nothing." I rep(lied) bluntly. "Your fixing to get a punishment." He closed his eyes in frustration, while mine widened in fear. "I didn't even break a rule!" I yelled in disbelief. "Rule number two. You do as I say, when I say it." He spat. "Ugh! I don't care what we eat." I shouted aggravated. "So spaghetti is fine?" He smirked, amused, finally walking out the room so I could be alone.

About three minutes later, I got up and made my way to the kitchen. "Took you long enough." I heard the familiar sound of Jason's voice, while I watched him roll his eyes. "Shut up, I was only three minutes late." I glared at the back of his head. "Don't fucking talk to me like that. Or you'll find yourself getting a punishment." He spat, turning to face me. "Whatever." I mumbled. "You respect me and my rules." He said more calmly, turning towards the stove again. "Okay. Is it almost done?" I asked anxious to leave already. "I thought you weren't hungry." He smirked. What's up with his mood swings? He's bipolar. I swear. "I'm not, but I wanna eat so I can get back to the room, away from you." I said sarcastically, giving him a fake smile."you know that mouth of yours is going to get you in some serious trouble." He said, shaking his head. "Here." He added, giving me my food. He sat down in front of me, eating like a pig while I just ate a couple bites. "Can I use the bathroom?" I asked nervously. "Finish your food first." He pointed. "Please! I can't hold it!" I replied dramatically, doing a little dance. "Fine." He groaned. "Thank you!" I sighed in relief.

I ran upstairs towards the bathroom. I'm a pretty good actor, don't you think? ;) This is my time to escape! :)

Jason's pov: After Madison ran upstairs, I took her plate, knowing she's not going to eat more than she already did, and mine putting it in the sink. I slowly walked upstairs to spy on Maddie. I don't trust her just yet.

Its been five minutes since she's been in there and me waiting outside the door for her. "Maddie?" I said, knocking on the door.

No answer.

"Maddie?!" I said louder.

"I swear I will knock this door down!" I yelled pissed.

"1!" I starter counting down.

"2!"

"3!"

I drew back and armed my foot into the door, sending it flying backwards to see Maddie on the window ledge, fixing to jump when I grabbed her by her hair, sending her to the floor. "Ow! Stop, your hurting me. Ahh." She yelped. "You should've thought twice before you decided to do something so stupid." I spat. Shaking in nothing but anger. "I'm sorry!" She cried in fear. "To late now." I replied.

"Oh, and don't try that again." I glared.