Still Doll

Chap (4)

"Your cheese pizza, as ordered." Master smiled while presenting me with a medium box of pizza.  

"Thank you." I quietly opened the box and separated a slice of pizza, he watched me eat. I was dying to savage it down but, as he always thought me, a real ballerina doesn't eat like a pig. 

"Are you bringing the rest to you family?" I raised an eyebrow, he examined me for a second and started laughing. "I'm sorry to say they need to eat too." he got up from his seat sliding on his long coat, "Grab another piece and then I'm leaving... Back at six to see you perform." I tugged my last slice out of the greasy box. 

"Master, why are you going to show your son what to do in life?"  

"I think it's the right way." he hissed, sensing the doubtfulness in my voice. "You said he was only fifteen." he squeezed my arm, it resembled to a snake strangling it, "You better stay out if my business! Or it'll be the last thing you ever do!" he released me by pushing me away, he tightened the door shut, "I'm looking forward to a nice performance, doll!" he chuckled.

I bit my bottom lip, Master would be easily distracted if I left something in the wrong place, he would get up and fix it... That would be a great plan of escape.

'Master''s P.O.V:

I called Mitchel into the room I was in, to have a private word. "What?" he said in the same pathetic natured, teenage voice. I held back my temptation to hit him, I'll save it for my Doll. "Son, what image strikes you to say 'Manlyhood'?" Mitchel frowned and shugged, "I dunno."

"If I show you something do you promise not to tell anyone?" he looked up at me, "Why? What are you going to show me?"

"How to be a real man." I smiled, hoping he'd be pleased with this pleasant surprise. I knew Mitchel would  be pleased, he blinked in astonishment, "Er... What's wrong with the way I am now?" I showed him a pitiful smile, "Your only a boy, you need my help to guide you to the next step in life." 

Mitchel looked at me in a questionably way, "Why? What do you want me to do...?" 

"Ah ah ah, it's a surprise." without any more wasted time I walked out the door leaving him speechless.  

How he'll grow up without a fatherly figure like me I'd never know.

Julie's P.O.V:

"I must say Julie that was a splendid dance." Master clapped his hands slowly. "When was the last time you had a shower? You must be all disgusting and have a wretched smell." now that I think of it I didn't have one for a good long while, "I'm not too sure Master." 

He bit his bottom lip and slowly rose from his seat, "That'll change, follow me." he walked out the door and I realised this could be my chance to escape. When he turned right I turned left, I wanted to taste the sweet air of freedom and not the stale air of lavender back in that cramped room, I tiptoed away, he won't notice until he's fully in the bathroom anyway. 

I attempted the back door, "No!" nails were holding it shut. I examined the empty room for another escape, the windows. I searched them quickly, they were painted completely black which made my eyes hard to focus on anything else. "Julie?" my master's voice called in anger. 

"Shit!" I screeched.  

"Julie! Where are you?" he growled, I heard doors being kicked open. I crouched down beside the stove, knowing this place was going to fail straight away. 

"I'm tired of playing this game doll!" I heard him enter and I was bashed on the head what felt like a punch. 

I gained consciousness realising that I was standing, completely naked, in the bathroom. Master still looked furious, "Why would you leave me doll? After all I've done for you, you tried to escape." I didn't answer as I tried to get my memory to focus.  

"You will pay." he said with gritted teeth, presenting me to a potato peeler. I looked at him in shock, "What are you doing?"  

He didn't answer while he buckled my wrists and ankles to the bathrooms radiator, he glided the peeler down my arm making my skin curl as it fell, I screamed my loudest, "Master, please stop!" 

"No! You'll learn your lesson and you'll learn it well!" he started on the other arm, I was left with two long streaks on each arm, the blood dripped down my body and I cried heavily. He then quickly dug the peeler on each leg to hurry the process, "Let's get you in the bath, shall we?" 

I blinked my eyes heavily, feeling faint until I realised the ingredients added into the water, lemon and salt, "No! What's the matter with you?!" without answering he shoved my whole body into the liquid, which had a big effect on my skin. "AAH!" 

He pulled the toilet seat down and watched me suffer, "You won't get out until I say." 

I moaned angrily as the salt and lemon collided into my long cuts. After a long while his lips curled into a pleased motion, "Come my doll." I tried to balance my arms on the edge of the bath, finally when I caught balance he pulled me out and dug his nails deep into my wounds; he didn't care of the blood that would soak out onto his long fingers. "Don't ever try to escape, Julie, because if you do there will be a serious consequence." I bowed my head in agony as the words started repeating themselves in my head. Don't ever try to escape.