Well Dunn

Trees

A mansion. 

This is what I am seeing. A huge mansion. If the context would have been different I would have say that the mansion was beautiful, but the context made it scary. The gate opens and the man takes my hand to enter in the property. We walk until the door. He opens it too. 

The interior of the mansion is huge. I see stairs and a lot of frames. The man asks with a very calm voice. " Jourdan, take your shoes off, we are home now."

I freeze. Home ? This place isn't my home. " This isn't my home. " 

The man acts as if he hadn't hear me. He looks at my feet, go on his knees and take off my shoes. I use this moment to give him knee kicks but he laughs as if it doesn't hurt him. Now my shoes are off. He asks me to follow him for a tour of the mansion.

There is a mirror on the wall. I look at myself. I see blood running on my jeans. But the saddest part is my face. I look tired, exhausted, scared and sad. I see fear in my eyes. I don't want to look scared, I don't want to seem vulnerable. I close my eyes and breathe. 

I see his blue eyes staring at me and he adds " You are beautiful Jourdan. Beautiful, as always. " 

As always ? As he ever saw me before ? 

We now heads to the living-room. It's huge. There is a leather sofa, a television and a small table. There is a picture on the table, I come closer to the picture to see who is on it. This is me. I am on the picture. This is getting scarier. " Why am I here ? " I ask, trying to stay calm. " What is this picture doing in your house ? " 

He answers with his dreadful calm." This is our house Jourdan. Now let me show you your room. " I take another breathe, in order to do not go crazy.

He opens the door. The room is startling. I was expecting a cold room, I was expecting something like a prison cell, I was expecting anything but this, because this is way scarier than any other thing. The way he did this room just show me that I have to face someone who is mental or should I say obsessed.

The wall are covered of posters. This is the first thing that I notice. On the posters I can see One Direction, many, many, many One Direction posters. I can also see some posters of Leighton Meester, Beyoncé, Marina and The Diamands but also Lana Del Rey. There is a bed, a California King one. I can see a bookshelf, I come closer to see the books in it. Hunger Games, The Great Gatsby, Lolita, The Alchemist, 1984 all of my favorite books are here. In the bookshelf there is also some dvds including every season of Gossip Girl. I open the curtains and I see that the window is sealed. I can't even look through the window because there is wood. He put wood so I can't see what's going on outside. The fact that he knows all of this about me, my music tastes, book tastes but also my favorite color makes me go wild. I don't care if my leg hurts. I scream and I'm running out of this room.

" WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS ? WHAT IS THIS ? BRING ME BACK HOME RIGHT NOW ! YOU SCARY CUNT. I'M NOT STAYING HERE. "

He follows me, voiceless. I push him " DO YOU HEAR ME ? You're mental. You're fucking mental. You are a psycho. "

" You are sexy when you are mad. " He states. 

I go downstairs as fast as I can looking for the kitchen. I run and run even if it hurts, I open every door and after three or four doors I finally open the right one. I open drawers and find it. A knife. I turn around and he is here looking at me. I can only see his blue eyes. I haven't even seen the face of this man. 

" Do you want to cook Jourdan ?"

" Come near me and I hurt you. I'm done with your games. What do you want ? "

" I want to live with you, baby. " He answers.

I scream " Don't ever call me baby again. Where are the keys of your car ? "

" No baby, you are not going anywhere. "

Anger is growing inside of me and I stab his stomach. He suffocates and I take advantage of this moment to run outside. I'm going to be free, I'm going to be free. But then I see it, the golden gate reminding me that I am a prisoner. I  push it and push it again  and again as if my arms could magically open it. After many tries I walk trying to see if there is no other way out that this gate. After a few minutes I realize that there aren't, the gate is all around the mansion. I sit and cry. 

There is no way out.