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angelica's pov - october 17th - 20th

I wake up slowly looking around to see the lamp on the floor, memories from the night coming back to mind. I throw my head into the pillow and groan loudly, embarrassed at how vulnerable Abby saw me.

Getting up carefully still scared there might be leftover glass on the floor I make my way to the restroom to see an unopened box of pads on the counter. With a note attached to it.

'Found some pads. If you need more let me know.

-Abby'

I can't help the smile the takes over my face, what was this feeling? I can't possibly feel kindly towards her could I? She kidnapped me, using me to harm my friend.

Ellie, how I miss her. It's been torture not thinking about her but it's what I do best. Forgetting.

Thinking of the way Abby stared into my eyes as she took the tampon out of my... it was hard not to look at her differently. I've also come to notice how she isn't as bossy but it could all be a ploy.

It was hard not to think about Abby while she was gone all day, but day after day I still did. I wondered what she did, especially how she found out where we lived. I wondered if she spied on us, or was it just a quick ordeal. So many questions I had.

Three days pass by as I lounge on the couch reading book after book, slightly worried. Wondering why she's been gone this long. But I recall Mike talking about a weekend expedition. You'd think she would've told me.

Near the mid afternoon I got bored after hanging the clothes to dry and decided to pick one of the books off the shelves. There were too many romance novels to believe this was her collection of books.

After making it over halfway through, The Cellar, I fell asleep only to be woken up by the door unlocking and closing. I decided to pretend I was still sleeping. I hear her pour water and sigh loudly, she throws her shoes off by the door and walks towards my room.

Realizing I'm not in bed she curses and I make it a point to say something.

Sitting up, "I didn't leave, if that's what you were worried about." I say loud enough for her to hear, she whips her head around.

"How're you feeling? I left Tylenol for you." She says softly but I just tell her I've been resting and reading. She nods and doesn't say another word turning around and starting to shower.

After she gets out the shower she seems surprised to see me still sitting on the couch, as I generally avoid her. But after the tampon incident a few days ago I can't help but see her in a new light. That and I actually missed her, having someone near me. Maybe she isn't all that bad, she is just a girl who lost her father. Like me.

She meddles with things in the kitchen as I wonder if I should say anything. After a few minutes she turns off the lights and darkness encapsules us. A new vibe surrounding us.

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did." Really Abby?

I purse my lips "Thank you.. for helping me the other night and getting me pads. I appreciate it a lot."

She sits two cushions away from me and hums in agreement, not saying anything. I don't pry for anything else. I just stare at her, noticing her freckles are darker and how plump her lips look. Why am I looking? Why can't I look away from her?

"Do you want to watch a movie?" she murmurs.

"Sure, I've never seen one before," I smile at her.

"Seriously? How?" She gawks at me as she slides a disk into a slot.

"I grew up on a very rural island. I've never seen more than 15 people in my life, till now that is." I reply truthfully. She nods and offers me a blanket but I'm too flustered to accept it.

We watch a movie called '10 things I hate about you' and near the end Abby falls asleep on the couch. But it was fun being in her presence. I couldn't help but laugh and nearly weep at certain times in the film.

After getting in my own bed I tossed and turned all night. While I have new found feelings I'm unsure about, I was still terrified Abby would toture me at any given time.

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another short one but we building up to it. it be hard for me to write because i'm literally a mother and my child will take my phone or laptop out my hands

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