Claire was a normal girl with a normal life. she was raised by her single mom who always put her first. Claire was a unpopular girl with one true friend. she's always getting straight A's and preparing for college.
Jackson was the whole opposite o...
Doll I woke up covered in sweat but it seem like I wasn't screaming since nobody is around or near me. Jack calls me doll. I dreamed more like nightmared about being called doll. It was Jack's voice. Soooo... Probably.... Like maybe.... It wasn't a dream But a memory.
Oh god!
If these are memories than Jack did actually try to rape me. And that explain mom's reaction. But Why the Hell does he call me doll? Out of all nicknames in the world, doll. I spend the morning thinking about it. I even tried to avoid Jack, mom, Christopher, and spend the day playing with Vals. Good for me I woke up in the middle of summer. Maybe that the only good thing that happened to me since then.
Mission Failed. Jack knocked on my door.
"Hey doll!" The one and only Jack greeted me.
"What do you want jack?"
"you're the one ignoring me. Can I know Why?"
"Will you tell me the truth?"
"YESS!"
"Why do you call me doll?"
"Why not."
"You said you're gonna tell me the truth." I Yelled at him.
"You don't want to know." "Trust me Jack, I want and need to know. Just tell me." I say truthfully. I need to know what my dreams mean and he is the only one to tell me.
" I will pick you up at 6pm" he said before leaving. I Don't know what stranger the fact he said like it's a date or that he didn't want to tell right now, right here.
Since Jack decided to tell me at 6 amd now it's 5:30 pm I'm getting. Valeria is staying with mom since she came home.
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(Claire's outfit)
By 6pm Jack was at the door waiting for me. " Mom I'm leaving with Jack bye." I yell before leaving." So where are you taking me?" I ask Jack. "To place where it all started."
After 30 minutes of driving or so we arrived to an old house. Jack parked the car, opened my door for me, took my hand and lead to the house. "You're not planning on killing me and dumping my body, are you?" I asked unsure. "I would never hurt you." He answered " This was grandma's house. Mom's mom. I used to come here every day or two, grandma would have a red-headed doll, green-eyed, with an innocent look. But it's was forbidden I was never allowed to touch her, or even to look at her. They used to tell me I'm a boy and boys shouldn't appreciate dolls. You're red-headed, green-eyed, and forbidden. You're my doll:."
