Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

I woke up trying to find the source of the terrible and beautiful music. I knew that for sure it was a piano. It was a song that creamed pain, sadness… and loneliness. Still it was beautiful, complicated; the left hand playing a moderately slow pace that was constant throughout the song, and the right hand playing quick, then quicker changing and evolving; the song climbing to it climax and then abruptly stopping. I heard the hands going down on the piano and the ruffling of hair, the exasperated sighs and cures.

I slowly opened my eyes; I wasn’t in my house, and not in the Mansion, so were I was? How many times a person can be kidnapped and from what I have seen it a lot. What the hell is it with the people and there urge to kidnapped people, if they have a weird fetish, at least not the same people more than one time. It useless, I should get up and go away without him noticing but too late.

“Morning fairy” He said and I turned around, I saw him sitting on the bench with the piano in front of him. I was kind of thinking he was going to be in that strange ninja outfit but I was wrong, he had his back towards me and he was wearing sweat pants and nothing more. I saw how strong his back looked; his muscles well defined. His shoulder muscled moving when he started to play another piece. He was strong looking but still, he didn’t look bulky, he looked elegant and agile. He had bed hair, not too short, nor too long, his hair spiking up in a soft looking mess.

He didn’t make any signs of turning so I looked around trying to find a door or some way to gat out. I was lying in a white leather sofa that had an L shape. There was two more of the same kind of sofa on both of my sides, surrounding a coffee table. In front of me there was a plasma TV, the grand piano was behind me. Behind the grand piano, the wall was made of glass, and I saw that we were at a clearing on a mountain top with forest underneath us.

There were stairs at my right and at my left a kitchen probably, all was neat, white, and clean, there were a few vases at the corners with false blowers, what color? White! Everything white or beige, it was nice and modern. But it was BORING!

Thanks to god, there was a door leading to somewhere, I slowly made my way towards it and when I reached it I turned around, but like Orpheus turned to see her beloved looking at him and disappear to return to the Underworld, I turned and regretted it, like Orpheus did, he was looking at me but he was very human and he didn’t looked like he was going to be disappearing anytime soon. But still behind me I saw the most handsome and hottest guy in the world a Greek god in his entire splendor. He had the perfect nose, his strong jaw, his lips looking soft and thin, were tuned up at the corner with what looked like a mocking and amused smile. His eyes that held you prisoner and looked deep into your very soul was the cherry of the ice-cream. He stared at me with hit of disappointment but it quickly disappeared and it was replaced by humor.

He looked at me and said.

“Come kitty, kitty” I gapped at him; he was treating as a pet? I felt slapped.

“I am not a damn kitty” I said with my hands clenched, but I was still afraid.

“Oh! Sorry, you are little fairy!” He said “Come fairy ,fairy”

“Ha! Ha!” Bitterness and sarcasm combined together in a nasty laugh. Fuck my life; I was kidnapped by a psycho…

My fear left behind, I walked towards him and I just stared at his ice blue eyes, because if I looked at other places I would surely be distracted. I stopped at arm length in front of him; he tilted his head a little bit up because he was still sited. Even if he was sited I was just a half head taller. I was really small.

“I am not a Fucking Fairy! DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING FAIRY?!” I screamed the same question I screamed at the night that night. He was just smirking, even if I was crossing my arms and staring daggers at him.

“Actually you look like one.” He answered. “Like a snow fairy.” He said contemplating me. I felt warm spread across my cheeks and I hoped that he won’t notice, but I doubt it. If he noticed he didn’t’ paid it attention.

“Why am I here?” I asked. “I want to go home.”

“I have told you, I am you knight in shining armor.” He said and sighed. “Oh! Sorry, I forgot you hated knight in shining armor, so I am your unicorn in shining fur.” He said and smiled reveling perfect sets of white teeth, I didn’t want to smile but my rebel lips turned upwards, betraying me.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I saved you” He said

“Saved me from what?” I asked.

“From the Snowline Mansion”

“I was fine there” I said my anger increasing “I didn’t needed saving”

“Yes, yes you needed”

“No”

“Yes”

“No”

He rubbed his temples and sighed “I am not going to play this childish game”

“You are going to stay here.”

“I refuse!” I screamed

“How noisy…” He murmured

“Then let me go”

“I can’t”

“Why?” My voice despaired

He looked troubled, and then he sighed. He then smiled, it wasn’t a nice smile; it was cruel one.

“I lied, I am not your knight in shinning armor, am a psychopath and I will maintain you here, you are my new pet.”

“I don’t want to!” I screamed I panicked and headed to the door.

A hand stopped me, like déjà vu, a cool metal was pressed on my throat. I stopped in my tracks and even if I was going to pee myself I said

“How old fashioned…” I heard him chuckle and I felt him shake his head.

“See that is why you are going to be my new pet, you are funny, and it isn’t a petition” He whispered in my ear. I shivered and I wanted to smack myself, but my hands were trapped.

I was almost crying. I refused to cry. Why, why, why?

“Don’t cry…” He said and he did sound guilty. He let me go and I turned to face him. He was putting the knife on the table.

I didn’t cry. He walked towards me and I flinched. He stopped and motioned for me to follow. He walked up the stairs and there was a long corridor at the end of it there was a vase, white too, there were in total four door, all at the right side, the left was glass, like the first floor. He led me to the second door and opened the door. The inside was clean and it looked modern. And what color was the inside? White!

There was a king size bed with simple white covers. There was a small desk and a wooden chair, the only thing that wasn’t white and the books that were in a shelf. There was a closet and a lamp on a small table next to the bed.

“Hope you like it” He said and smiled a bit. I didn’t smile back. I just walked inside and he went out of the room and closed the door. I sat down and cried my eyes out. I had finally found, maybe not normal, but descent home. Then I was kidnapped again by this weird psychopath. It was very strange, he acted menacingly but … no he was dangerous and he wanted me as a pet. How sick is it?

I slept like a dead after the crying. I woke up and on the small table I found a sandwich. And juice. I sat up and ate it. I almost thought that it was sweet but it wasn’t, I was a pet and you fed your pet. At least I know that I will not die of hunger.

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