Maddie's POV:
"Maddie-doll, welcome your roomate, Mackenzie." Owner smirked and gave Mackenzie a rough push, sending her stumbling towards me.
"Show her your room." He ordered, and I quickly scuffled back to our room.
"Maddie! What are you doing here? What happened to you? What are we doing here?" Mackenzie whimpered.
"Shhh. It's okay. I'm fine," I told her. We need to get to bed or Owner will make us sorry. I said.
"But-" She protested.
"Look-" I sighed. "We're not leaving. It's okay here. We can handle it." I said, just trying to avoid getting in trouble.
"NO WE CAN'T! I'M FINDING A WAY TO ESCAPE!" She screams.
"Keep your voice down!" I whisper loudly. But it was too late.
Owner knocked on the door and came in, anger lacing across his face.
"You. Come here. It's time for your first punishment." He gestures towards Mackenzie.
"Maddie!" She calls, but I don't say anything. I just stare as Owner drags her down to the basement, hooking her up to his wall of torture.
Mackenzie's lucky.
"Reward" is worse than punishment.
Much worse.....
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The Part of Me That You Don't See~a Dance Moms Maddie AND Mackenzie story~
Fanfiction~UPDATES EVERY SINGLE DAY AT 8 PM CENTRAL OR SOONER!~ "Maddie, no!" "I don't care. You're more important than what they could ever do to me." "But they're strong, Maddie!" "We can be stronger, and if we die, we'll be the strongest angels there are."
