SMILE

"Take a nap." He said, looking at you. You simply nodded. He frowned. I'll let it slide for now. She needs time to trust me. I mean, why wouldn't she. "Remember the rules, sweetheart. It's not that hard." He said, smiling softly. Right. The rules. "Sorry. I'm not used to this." You said, playing with your hands. Who would? Not me. This guy is fucking mental. He needs help. He needs to be locked away. "Of course. After all, this is your first night. I'm sure you're going to love being with me before the weekends. Don't be afraid to ask me questions. Or if you need anything just ask." I left one hell just to go and slip into another one. She had barely moved out of her parent's apartment. The freedom that she always longed for had slipped from her grasp. "I will." She looked up at him with a convincing smile. "Alright. I-I am leaving now to start dinner." He waited by the door. Is this a test? "I'll see you soon." You cursed yourself. I meant to say see you later. I sounded like I wanted him to come to me. Your hands shook.

The second he turned to face you, you managed to stop shaking. "I'll see you soon. Don't worry. Nothing bad will happen to you." He said in an attempt to comfort you. In his mind, you wanted him to stay by your side. You were speechless. He turned around and unlocked the door. He turned the knob and exited before closing the door. You threw yourself back into the bed. I'm beyond fucked. Those novels are nothing compared to this...this.

You shivered when you recalled how excited he looked. Fiction. It was supposed to be fiction. She sighed, leaning back in her bed. If I pace back and forth, I'll just waste my energy. He knows more about me than I think. Where did he even meet me? And what did he do to Alice? You stared up at the ceiling. What has my life become?

You groaned. If this were a book, you could just close it and move on. If only. "Take a nap." You mockingly mumbled. Dammit. You sat up. You looked around. You froze. He wasn't lying when he told me that he knew everything I liked. The bookshelf. It was filled with books you enjoyed reading. You looked away. Is this the part where I thank him?  You stayed silent. Survival it is.

If it means that I get to live the I guess I have no choice but to smile. I'll be the best version that he has created of me in his twisted mind. I just hope he know that he is getting what he wished for.