Well Dunn

Him.

No way out.

I cry and I cry. How can I go ? What can I do ?

I refuse to go back to that mansion. The gate is way too high. I can't climb it. Maybe I should try. I try to climb it and then fall. I try again and again a des that man is coming back saying that I can't leave.

I was forced to recognise that he is right.

He says " Do you mind taking care of me? "

Yes I mind. But I don't answer him, I just walk past him and go back to this room that he likes to call " my room".

I sit and cry. For hours. He destroyed my mobile. How can anyone find me ? I'm gong to be living here forever.

I pray and pray and then sleep.

I woke up by the guy knocking at my door.

" let's eat "

I get up and follow him.

He made a nice table, I should say. He wanted to do something as if we were lovers you know. Candles were on the table he even put some music, piano. I sat. He cooked spaghettis. He smiles while looking at me " Bon appétit ! ". I didn't eat a thing because I was scared that he would have put some drug in the food. He says at this exact moment as if he was reading my mind " You can eat, I didn't put any drug. " 

As if I could believe him. I didn't touch the plate and I was staring at the wall, thinking about how can I get outside of this place. 

This is now the moment when I have to go to sleep, this is the moment that I fear the most. I am now in the bed he has for me and I look at the ceiling. 

He knocks at the door.

Don't tell me that he comes to touch me. No please don't make my biggest fear come true. Don't make it come true. Don't make it come true.

He opens the door.

Don't make it come true. Don't make it come true.

He walks towards the bed, each step he takes makes my heart beat faster.

Don't make it come true.

Don't make it come true.

He sees the worry in my eyes and says with a soft voice " I'm not going to touch you."

I take a deep breathe. He is not going to touch me.

He asks me " Can I give you a kiss ? " I stay blank. He seems disapointed and gets up. He closes the door and go.

15 minutes he comes back with a cup of tea. I don't drink. 

This is the worth night of my life, I can't sleep. I can't cry. I can only pray. How will I get out of here ? How can anyone know that I am here ? We are out of nowhere. There is nothing that can leads them toward here. I am going to die here.

One week. Two weeks. Three weeks. Nothing happened. Do anyone know that I am dying ? 

I am loosing hope everyday a bit more. I started to write a diary but everyday sounds the same : " I am dying. I am going to die. " The only " good " aspects are that I am spending my days watching Gossip Girl and that I am falling in love again with Chuck Bass.

I don't even have the strength to become crazy. I start to have a routine. He knocks to wake me up, he has my breakfast ready, and then i go back to my room to watch Gossip Girl. He tries to make a discussion everyday but it ends up in a monologue. 

One day, I started to talk to him. I started to answer to his questions because I am tired of not speaking to anyone. We had an interesting discussion and he seemed so happy that I did talk with him. That night he asked me to come join me in his bed but I said no. He got really awkward and kept saying " sorry I shouldn't have said that " a thousand times. He then left me, the morning after that I wake up to an empty house.

I didn't see the breakfast, he didn't knock at my door too.  For the first time in weeks it seems like he is not here ! 

I ran to the gates and trying to open them but of course he took the keys. I went back inside and I look for a double of the keys in drawers or anywhere but I didn't find them... 

THINK JOURDAN. THINK. 

How can you get out of here ?  How can I break those walls ? Does he have an ax ? I don't think so. 

I know my way out.

Death.

Death is my only way out.