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I cry and try to fall away from his grasp but he doesn't let go. I scrunch my eyes shut and stop the tears, not wanting to seem helpless.
I flop in his arms and he lays me down in his lap. I shuffle away from him as he try's to pull me closer. I escape from his grasp and shuffle away from him.
He looks down, not being able to look me in the eyes. His gaze is on the floor but as I try to open the door to the corridor he looks at me and gives me a weak apologetic look before I back out of the room. Leaving him sitting cross-legged on the hard wood floor.
I scamper up the stairs into the bathroom we share, locking the door behind me. I collapse against the wall and pull my legs up to my chest.
I breath heavily, calming myself down. I have no one left now, no one at all. The realisation hits me and I sit up. No more being nice. No more apologising. Now I fight for myself.
I clamp my eyes shut again to get rid of any remaining tears.
I twist the key and step out of the room. I walk along the corridor not thinking. Eventually I get to the double doors that lead outside, stepping out I breath heavily and walk out to a little ___. I sit on the wall and dangle my legs over the edge.
Every so often my shoes feet hit the concrete. I lay down flat on the top of the wall, facing the sky. I watch as the clouds pass by and the sky gradually faded into darkness.
Soon the sky is full of stars and I start getting drowsy. I try to stay awake but there isn't much point so slowly doze of.
Time skip:
When I finally drift back into reality and remember what Tristan did. I role over and look around to find that I am no longer on the wall. Instead I am in mine and Tristan's room but he is no where to be found. I shut my eyes again knowing he found me outside.Sitting up I reopen my eyes. I get a head rush from the sudden movement but ignore it and wobble over to the kitchen and grab as much food as I can. I pack all this into my pockets and the rest I cradle in my arms. Satisfied with the amount I walk to the garden where I was yesterday.
I open the door which is still not locked despite me almost escaping through there. I trudge down the path and find a tree which look pretty stable. I climb up leaving my food at the bottom of the stem, once I have found a comfortable place I empty my pockets and clamber back down to pick up the rest of the food.
I make a nest with all the food in in-between two branches. I lay back into the same position I was in when I was on the wall but now on a tree. I grab a hand full of chips and stuff them in my mouth, I keep eating while plotting an escape plan.
I decide to 'apologise' to Tristan and cook him a meal but in the food I'm going to put in nock out pills. Hopefully he'll fall asleep and then I have my chance of escaping. I figured out that he has his keys in his front pocket 2 days ago.
I need to pack anything I need into a rucksack and then hide that under the sink in the kitchen. Also while I'm in there I need to disable the security cameras.
I smile at my plan and shove some M&M's into my mouth. I call that a successful day. I lie there for a few more minutes before sitting up. I brush any crumbs of me, put the empty wrappers in my pockets and climbing down.
Time skip:
I reach the house again and push the door open. Trudging back in I throw away the rubbish I collected. I walk into the hallway but am shoved into the wall. I am face to face with Tristan with his hands pinning mine above my shoulders. His knee pushing my legs into place.I look at him terrified, he looks furious as he shoves me further against the wall.
"What were you thinking?!" He seethes at me.
I gulp and shrink away from him, panicking. I try to think of a escape plan and do the only thing that comes to mind...Knee him in the balls.
Now what?
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