*Lola's POV*
I woke up in my cell cold, alone, and in pain. I don't remember much of what happened, but I do remember my hatred towards that man, called Mr. Gray.
I can never get the image of him out of my mind. His pail skin that looks like death, his grey eyes that stare deep into mine, and his pitch black hair. And when I see his hands I wonder how he got so many scars. I wonder if that's part of the reason he does such awful things to us.
I hear the door open and look to see Mr. Gray standing there shirtless, covered in blood. He has a large smile plastered on his face which frightens me. I can tell he senses the fear and I hear a small chuckle from him.
"Do you want to play with me too darling? I have some extra time!" he says to me. I look at him in disgust, and I make sure it shows. He just shrugs and turns away "Your loss doll."
"No. It's not." I say snapping back at him.
He turns to me now with a dagger in his hand, and I cower in fear. "Watch your mouth bitch, before I make you learn your place" he threatens.
I go into a defensive form and grab the nearest object. "Why don't you make me!" I say, hands shaking.
He just laughs and turns around "There's no need." He exits the room and I sit down trying to gather myself.
As I sat there in silence a thought crossed my mind. He knew I was defenseless and he wasn't going to hurt me. I felt my face warm up, as I realized I just gave him exactly what he wanted.
He comes back in a while later and throws a small phone at me. I can tell he still pissed. "Get your damn call done with already" he says as he takes a seat near me.
"I will make my call," I think to myself "and you'll regret it"
YOU ARE READING
Lets Play Darling
General FictionMr. Gray loves to torture his "pets" but when one falls in love with him things start getting weirder.