"Julie," master breathed, "Thank God your safe!"
I looked at him in bewilderment, "... What?" I glanced at the police-woman, she was also confused. I turned around to her, "This is the man that imprisoned me and killed his own son!" I pointed over at him, he ignored my plead and strolled over to me and placed a stiff hand on my shoulder, "Officer, I am so sorry for you to be dealing with my daughter."
"Your daughter?" The woman leaned back into her chair.
"Yes, my daughter," master reminded her, "She has a medical issue you see, she's afraid that something will happen between us or our family. This controls her to imagine all her fears really happened."
"What? No! He really did all the things I said!"
"See what I mean?" Master shook his head in disapproval, "I'll be happy to leave you with your duties and we'll get back home. Let's forget this ever happened." The officer became content again.
"Your poor daughter, I wish the best for both of you. Sweetie your father loves you." The officer comforted me, I turned away and ignored her. This was it, he won.
"If you want we can get her medical help mister...?"
"Regan. Regan Winston." he introduced himself by shaking the officers hand.
"Well, Mr.Winston, would you accept medical help for your daughter?" Regan patted my back, showing kindness to the officer, "It's alright, we all love Julie very much. It would be different if she changed in any way, thank you for offering though." he hovered his eyes to the officer's clock that was placed directly over the clear window, "I think me and Julie should go now, again I apologise for her barging in like this, goodbye."
"Bye and it's no problem. Have a nice rest when you get home Julie." The officer smiled.
He thrown me into the car and locked the door, "Buckle your seatbelt." I buckled it in obedience, "Why did you feed her lies?"
"It would'nt have happened if you didn't run away like that doll." Regan started the car. "Besides I want to keep you safe, I love you-"
"Well I don't love you!" I shouted, making a few people look in the car at us.
"Keep your voice down Julie." Regan said calmly, "You don't know who might be listening." I swallowed heavily.
"When will you release me?" I mumbled, a tear flowing from my eyelid.
"To be honest... I don't know, I'm not bored with you or anything so why should I?"
"When you do get bored of me... Then what will you do?" I asked hopefully. He escaped his concetration on the road and looked at me, "Kill you." I rolled down into my seat and felt uncomfortable. Kill me?
"Why wouldn't you let me go?" I gulped down a sob.
"What good would you be to anyone? You surely wouldn't be a use to me, so why anyone else?"
"My family. I'd be a use to them." He didn't say anything, I suppose he didn't feel defeated about not replying to my answer.
We pulled outside the lonely house, "Master." I said, firmly, without moving an inch to unbuckle my seatbelt. "Yes, doll?" he froze.
"I want to see the snow."
He chuckled, "What?"
"The snow this month there will be definite snow. I want to see it." I clenched my teeth and looked up at him, "If you let me out to see the snow I will promise to love you." he smiled.
"It sounds like a tempting offer doll. We'll see." he guided me into my bedroom. The smell of lavendar nearly knocked me out, "I'll see you tomorrow doll."
"Good-bye master." I gritted my teeth. The door firmly shut and clicked. I fell to the ground defeated, He's crazy... I've been kidnapped by physco. I sobbed deeply into my hands.
The sound of breaking glass made my eyes flutter open, it was nearly four in the morning, surely Regan wouldn't break into his own home?
And further more why would anyone want to break into an unfurnished home? Except my room, but my room was almost invisble in this big house. I remained silent and curled up into my blanket, eyeing the door up and down. I could hear crawling of some kind in the hallway, which made an effect of a horror scene in some kind of movie. My throat tightened as the crawling noise stopped right outside my door.
The door handle started to pull down.
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To tell you the truth I could feel adrenline when I typed up this :L... Even though I knew what was going to happen an' all , hope you like it so far <3
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Still Doll
FantasiaAt nineteen years old Julie was kidnapped. Her kidnapper was known as master and at exactly the time on his schedule said he would arrive into her room to watch her do ballet. If Julie missed a step? If Julie demanded 'no' as an answer? She was sev...
