Chapter 30

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Jenny pov;

He had really done it. He made the announcement out of nowhere and now everyone thinks we're getting married. I felt knots in my stomach. I was so tired from the starvation, another punishment he thought was fit for me because I told him I would rather die then try on wedding dresses.  I didn't know what time it was or the day. I wasn't sure if I have been here for a week or more. I heard the clinking of his keys and the door open making a creaking sound. His slowly step down the stairs I could tell he wasn't feeling great today. Normally, he is running down the stairs to tell me something that he thinks is great news but for me is another added sentence to my torment here.

"Honey!" He called softly.

I turn away from the stairs and laid down with my arms dangling in the air from being chained for so long. I felt his heavy presence behind me. I didn't greet him another thing that angers him.

"Please talk to me honey? Are you mad about last time? I bought you corn dogs, your favorite and I made you a banana milkshake from your favorite milk brand," he said as I heard the crinkling of the bag.

I turn to see him with teary eyes. He sat next to me and grabbed a brush out of a fanny pack he carries with him. He begin softly brushing my hair.

"Honey, I have bad news," he said before taking a comb out to part my hair so he could style me like a doll.

I didn't respond I grabbed the bag of food and beginning eating. He was too far in his delusion to poison me, right? I felt him gently part my hair and braid it into a French braid.  "Your friends have called the cops and reported you missing, that hurts my feelings, it's been three weeks since I made our love declaration and they do this," he said as he continues to braid casually. Three weeks? I have been here for three weeks?

I felt water tickle my neck as he sprayed my hair with it to soften the strains that had been knotting together from not being taken care of. He took some products out next to detangle my hair.

"What should I do baby? Should I kill them? Should I spare them? Or not invite them to the wedding?" He asked.

He rummaged through the bag to find accessories."Maybe I should call them and explain the situation? They will listen to me," I suggested.

The desperation to see my family and friends again was showing a little bit but I had hope he didn't notice. To my satisfaction he hadn't, instead he rummaged more in the bag to find something sparkly. "You think so baby?" He asked.

I nodded my head as I sipped on the milkshake. "Hmm, I will think about it," he said before pulling out a big crystal butterfly. He finished my braid and clipped the accessory in my hair. He turned me to face him to check his work. He smiled before pulling out a make up kit.

"You know honey I always hate how they did your make up, I can do it better, I took make up lessons at college just in case," he said as he begin to apply foundation.

Once he finished my make up he ran back upstairs leaving the door wide open. I got happy like pebbles use to when we were going outside. I almost had hope to escape right then and there until I felt the tung of the chains. "Fuck!" I screamed as it pulled be back forcefully.

I heard his footsteps return quickly. He had two dresses in hand.  "Is everything alright?" He asked. I nodded quickly.

I slyly knocked over my milkshake so that it would get all over my legs. "I mean no, I spilled my milkshake and I am sticky and cold," I said as I showed him.

"Oh honey, I never took you as the clumsy one in the group, it's okay I will get your cleaned up and then you can try on this blue dress," he said as he held up a deep blue dress with silver beading on it.

I nodded with a smile to make him feel secured. I just need these chains to be taken off and when I get the chance I will run.

"You know if it wasn't for Jenna, I wouldn't have known where you were," he said casually.

I looked at him puzzled, Jenna would never do something so hideous to me. We are friends with no ill will. I know her obsession with pictures and videos but not this. She would never. "How so?" I asked curious. He smiled before checking my chains and seeing if they were too tight.

"Her video and pictures with you, always brought a smile to my face, like the sun," he said as he unlock my chains.

My wrist were red and raw. He looked sad for a second before putting on a poker face and getting some items out of his first aid kit to treat them. I would run if not for him having my legs chain down to the floor. He added that in two days ago when I kicked him in the face for getting handsy will shaving my legs. He said it was fine for his wife to be nervous of her husband. I gagged at the idea of him even remotely touching me.

"All those times on the stage I hated how they treated you, from that man with the food, the accusations of them saying you were with another, them questioning your sexuality and your friendship with Terra, the bashful behavior of your fans when you started to get tattoos, I am so sorry my love, I always felt you needed to hear that, I took you out of the light so you wouldn't have to be everyone's image and you could be you own person," he said as he wrapped my wrist up in soft cloth.

"How about that bath now love? How does that sound?" He asked as he caressed my cheek.

"Yeah," I said.

He picked me up and carried me upstairs.

BADDIES here is a new chapter that was supposed to be out but I was lazy and sick. Anyway Happy Valentines day. And I smell gaslighting and manipulation from said mystery guy, will Jenny aka Jungkook get out? ~TB

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