Puppy Dog Eyes

Petal

"Hi m-mum," I shakily said once she picked up.

1 day ago

"I set up the phone, so no one would be able to track it. Even so, I believe you wouldn't tell your mother where you've been and with who. Correct?" The blue-eyed man concentrated on me while taking a bite of a croissant.

"Of course," I agreed, nibbling on my croissant.

"Good," he swallows all of his croissant and stands up to trash his napkins.

"What should I tell her though?" I wasn't looking for any satisfaction. I just wasn't looking for death because of something I wasn't supposed to say.
His figure turned and wore a soft smile that scared me.

He walks to me and kneels, so that we're face to face. He places his hand on my slowly trembling face, and wipes a bit of my sweat to my temple.

His eyes glint from the sun sneaking trough the window,

"Tell her you found a new home."

"Honey, where are you?! I've been worried so much! Now. Tell me where are you. I love you so much," I didn't have to see or hear her to know the fact tears would  run down her face.

"I can't say anything much, mom. I love you guys," I knew I was crying. The blue-eyed man was staring at me from the coffee table, hands holding each other.

"Oh god. Tell me are you okay?" She was panicking from the choice of my words. I didn't want her to feel like this, like I did.

"I'll be fine. I promise," and thats where I did break. I sobbed and sobbed, shaky fingers grabbing this small phone. The salty tears soon mixed with snot that ran down my face. Soon, a tan hand with napkins came into view and I accepted them.

"Oh Harry, Harry, we'll find you. We'll find you," she was positive. I cried harder because it was obvious I wasn't going to be found. I just wasn't. Hope is just a temporary feeling that I experienced.

He sat next to me, where my head was dropped down.

"Mom, I don't know when the next time I'll call you or hear you, but I love you," I grabbed the phone harder and harder until it almost slipped from hands from the sweat accumulated. 

"I love you too. I love you so much, honey. Stay strong," she said, and I wish I could follow her soft spoke orders.

"Mum, d-dont forget about me," my greatest fear slipped out.

"I won't, I won't. I'll always live you and when you're back in my arms," she said.

And that was the last I heard before I hanged up, not bearing it any longer.

The man took the phone and placed it on the table. He came back, and held his hand out.

I didn't take it, and stood up. I was still sniffling.

"What do you want now?" I said, waiting for the favors I agreed to do.

He stared at me before gesturing me to follow him to the bedroom.

I began to tremble relentlessly. Again.
When we came to the bed, he said, "lay down." And once I did, I squeezed my eyes shout shout and tried to numb myself.

I hear him come on the bed, and what he does and says made me startled.

"Go to sleep, petal," he ran his hands trough my hair and turned his back to me. Soft snoring came after minutes, but I still stood like an owl.

I didn't know how to feel.

At all..