Teddy Bear Trials

Chapter 9

My eye lids fluttered open weakly and gazed into the darkness. I slowly looked around the room, and tried to rub my tired eyes. When the ropes pulled I quickly gained full counsious and jerk ed my head around in panick. Memories flooded into my brain imorsly; Doctors, Store, Cancer, Death, Amberly and Dillon.

Elliot. He- oh no. I couldn't remeber how I got here but I knew it was because of that sick man. I squirmed in the cold metal chair, trashing everywhere till I became tired and out of breath. I tried to scream, but a rag tied around my mouth kept me from doing so. My wrists ached from the ropes scafing against my skin, ankles sore from being strapped to the chair legs.

I couldn't tell how long I'd been there but I knew I had to get out of there. Suddenly, a bright, blinding white light showered me. Squinting through the imense brightness of the lamp, I made out a plump figure sitting in the corner with something in their hand... Oh God, he- he has a-a kni-knife!

I let out a muffled scream that caught Elliots attention, and he slowly stood up and walked, well floated, over to me. My eyes opened wide at the site of the very large, intimadating butcher knife he wielded in his meaty hand. The rusty tip, the splintered handle holding to sharp metal in place. I through my body fiercely around and almost knocked myself into the hard concrete flooring. With his free hand, and dragged me in the chair over to a corner, by a clock and a very dim lite oil lamp. The flame danced around, almost looking like me when I tried to wriggle free from the reins.

He ripped off the cloth, damp from my tears and screams and ragged breaths, and threw it on the table standing up the lamp.

"Presley, Presley, Presley. Now why did you go off and run away from little me like ya did? Now girly that wasn't very nice was it now?" He shown a sick, toothy grin at me, a thick English accent escaping his lips as he spoke to me. Tears welled up in my eyes as his stagnant breath dug into my nose. Gingivitis housing his poor gums.

"Why'd you run? Am I not handsome enough for you? Did I not appeal to you Presely? Do you think you are better than me, so that means you don't have to acnoladge me? Well, your sadly mistaken sweety." He scowled at me then laughed vigorously as he leaned his arms on the arms of the chair.

"Do you not remeber what you did to me Pressy dearest?" His accent was too familiar, that nickname, spoken before in another time.
No one called me that, not since- Oh shit. Elliot-

"By's the look on ya face, you do remeber. Don't you, girl?"

"No I-i don't know what your talking about. I don't know you, and I never have. What do you want from me! What did I do to you? Why are you keeping an innocent stranger here huh?" All he did was flinch at my harsh yelling. A scowl painted on his face. He wipped my spit off his face and turned around towards a door on the other side of the room.

"ANSWER ME YOU PIG!" I didn't mean to yell, but I was scared and mad and confused. I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't know anything about what I was supposed to 'remember '. I'd never meet Elliot and he'd nver meet me.

But those words caught his attention and he swiftly turned around and stomped over to me.

"WHAT DID YOU DO? REALLY? YOU WANTS TO ASK ME THAT WHEN YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! THE HORRIBKE THINGS YOU DID TO ME IN SCHOOL!" His voice got calmer, but anger remained. "You tormented me throughout school. You bullied me, made fun of me and my boyfriend. You sick little bitch! You mocked me for being gay! You cyber bullied me everyday and night! You prank called me and called me names and made up lies about me to my family! You are a bad person and deserve to be punished!" Now I understood. He thinks I'm Presli Mavet. We could've passed as twins, but we were completly different. Middle school became hell when she moved to our town. She bullied the nerds, dated almost every hot guy on the football, basketball, and track teams. She was a monster. But, she moved away once ninth grade started. Everybody was relived. But one wanted revenge. And that one person, was Elliot. The schools biggest nerd. Littleraly biggest.