"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." — Franklin D. Roosevelt.
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Avalon
Demi controls with fear.
That is the only way she can ever control anyone, with fear.
She doesn't it know it yet, but I'm controlling her now.
Not with fear.
But by using my mind.
Demi has the mindset of wanting to create a perfect family, with Elliot, who's a man I've never seen face to face before because Demi would never let me see him because little girls shouldn't be with grown men, bad things will happen, is what she told me when I asked. Elliot isn't a bad guy, I know that. He's a victim. He has a pregnant wife, he's from Ireland and he works as an accountant so he's good with numbers. I talk to him through the vent between us since the walls are soundproof because I don't hear anything whenever Demi goes into that room and it scares me whatever she's doing to him. I have an idea what she's doing to him, I'm not stupid, I know why he's here. The only time that I talk with him is when Demi is out of the house, and that's when she's hunting or checking to see if anyone is lurking around. Every time I talk to him, he starts to talk less and less about his life. I know that Demi is drugging him. He tells me that every time he wakes up in the morning, he can't remember anything from the night before, he doesn't know what she did to him.
He doesn't want to accept it, but, Demi's raping him. Or that's what I think, but there's a ninety-nine percent that I'm right. I mean, he's alone in there with her, he's chained up, she even blindfolds him, and he's drugged and unconscious before he could even try to stop her.
But I pray to God that I'm wrong.
Then, there's John. John is the sweetest little boy I know, well, from what I've known for the five days that I know him. He's quiet, like me, but he keeps switching his alliances and it bothers me. One day, he's on my side, the next day, he's on Demi's side. But I get it, he's scared of Demi. He doesn't know what's going on, he knows that he isn't with his family and I have to stop him from crying before Demi gets too mad. The result of her anger was hitting John, but whenever she tried to raise her hand at him, I would take the blow. I never leave John alone. So if he wants to go to the bathroom or want to go outside to play in the snow, I'll go with him. Demi's been smoking around him, and he's getting sick because of his asthma, but she finally stopped after last night, I don't see her lighting up a cigar and if she wants to, she'll go outside. John told me that he wants to go back with his family and his dog, Batman, who's his favorite Superhero. I don't like Batman, but whatever floats his boat. Anyways, Demi doesn't drug John, she lets him be the little kid I know. Well, as far as I know.
And lastly, there's me.
I'm not normally one to get into fights, I don't like violence, so I tend to stay away from it. But I'll fight if I have to, that's what matters. I may be decent at fighting but I'm even better with using my mind. I'm in AP classes at school, I skipped the fourth grade because of my intelligence and I'm pretty good at a lot of things.
So, I'm smart.
Demi is pretty easy to figure out if I have to say. It's the cliche kind of stuff. With her past, she's angry at the world, and with everyone that she lost, she craves for somebody to love her. She wants someone to look at her as the good guy. Not the bad guy, somebody who will love her with all her flaws.
That somebody is not me.
I don't love her, nor will I ever love her.
How could I love her when she has murdered so many innocent people?
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Fanfiction"You have something in common with heros, Octavia. You always feel contrite about what has happened. Maybe when this is all over and done with, you won't feel the need to save everyone." [SEQUEL TO CAPTIVE, READ THAT BOOK FIRST BEFORE THIS ONE]