Collette's POV
The door slowly opened showing nothing but the kitchen..
I was still naked standing in front of the bed with the knive in my hand, ready to fight.
"Come on!" I shouted and kept my focus on the door.
It stayed quiet, but I refused to move, scared that when I did one of them would appear.
"Easy Collette.." Larry's voice suddenly spoke and he appeared in the doorway.
"I'm warning you, come closer and I'll cut you!" I mumbled and pointed the knive at him.
"Collette, please let me explain.." he said and came closer.
"Come on!!" I shouted again and set a step in his direction.
"Put away the knive, now!" he obeyed you and continued to come closer.
You shook your head and waited until he was close enough to stab. Once he did I reached out for his neck.
Of course he stopped me and in one smooth movement he had gained the knive. After that he swung me around so that I was trapped in his arms. He held the knive against my throat, ready to slit it.
"NO! Stop!! Please stop!!" I cried.
"Are you calm!?" he shouted and pushed the blade even further onto your skin.
"Yes!! Yes.. I'm calm!" I gasped and felt the relieve when he dropped the knive.
"Good" he said and slowly freed you out of his grip.
After letting me go he quickly picked up the knive and put it in his pocket.
I stayed put and watched how he walked to the closet.
"Do you prefer a skirt or a pants?" he asked when he opened the closet doors.
You kept silent for a moment and thought.
"A skirt.." I mumbled wondering who had put my clothes in there.
"I figured, you've got a lot of skirts.." he said with a small grin.
I guess Larry.
After 2 minutes he turned around with a small pile of clothes and laid it on your bed.
He looked up at me and scanned my whole body with a small nod.
"Get dressed" he said and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
For a minute you just stood there, pinching yourself convinced that this was a nightmare, but you didn't wake up.
After I put on the clothes Larry had chosen for me, I made a small walk around the room, checking every drawer, closet and inch of it. They had organised my whole room! I couldn't find my bag with notes and information about the twins and shivered by the thought that they might have taken it.
Everything slowly started to fall apart in my mind..
With a numb feeling I sat down on the bed again and tried to state the facts for a moment.
1. I've been trapped in a sick making experiment.. Jo and her men are probably watching me now..
2. There's no way they're letting me out of here. Those rules they made.. are complete nonsense. So that means I have to escape, but how?
3. The twins have a serious condition that's called identity disorder.. they seem to have many, maybe more than I have discovered yet, personalities. Larry seems to developed the more nicer personalities, but Laurent seems to have only mean and almost dark ones..
4. This is going to be either my end or my ultimate case.. if I can't escape.
Thinking this way made me calm and with a deep breath I stood up and walked to the door.
Let's start with a little reversed psychology.
Instead of trying to get to the core of someones psyche and try to reset his mindset in order to let the person think and act in a sane way, you just play along with their world first and observe them.
I have done this kind of psychologic treatment many times in the past and to be honest, it sometimes even effects my way of thinking..
it's just so beautiful sometimes how a persons mind can be so different.
But this time I'm sure I won't be carried away, these twins clearly need help, they clearly have trouble with something that happened in the past.
They have these different personalities that are full of emotions and seem to have an own character. Each one of them helps the twins dealing with the specific incident in the past.
My mission, find out how many personalities they have, what happened to them.. and when you gain their trust, you escape!
The best of luck, Collette! Don't be sad, maybe you win!..
Maybe.. could it be?
I shook my head and grabbed the door handle, the best chance I have is to escape.
The sooner the better!
When I entered the kitchen Laurent sat at the table.
He looked up and smiled, I gave him a smile back and went to the stove.
"Are you hungry? It's almost dinner time, shall I make dinner?" I asked and opened a few cupboards looking for pans and stuff.
"Stop.." I flinched when I heard his voice in my ear.
"You don't need to be so nice.." he mumbled and looked down.
"Oh, but it's nothing really.. I mean the rules said that-".
"Yeah yeah, I know.." he sighed and blinked a couple of times.
"Just don't fuck it up, do that and I'll still cut you in your leg" he suddenly spoke harshly.
I nodded calmly and went past him to the fridge.
He quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him.
"You think your smart, huh?" he said and grabbed my chin forcing me to look him in the eyes.
"Don't you dare to play games with us.. Remember.." he hissed and pulled out a knife and put the sharp point on my cheek, "If we don't want you anymore, this will become your fate..".
He held on to my chin for a few more seconds after this and then let me go.
My heart was pounding really fast, but I had to keep a straight face.
He put away the knife and gave me a friendly smile saying, "How very kind of you, if you like to, you can start to cook now".
He left the kitchen and went to his bedroom..
I turned to the sink and leaned on my hands, I felt like throwing up, but quickly drank some water.
After that I went on with my task.. cooking dinner for two freaks and a psychologist.
This should be.. fun.Hey everyone, first of all.. I'm alive! 😊
Second, I am really sorry for the long wait! It's just that I have exams and I had a really hard time with writing this chapter.. it's not that I don't have inspiration, it's more that I can't find the right words to put my mind on the paper with. Eventually I will find the right words don't worry 😘 but this takes time.. and I really hope you all can understand that. 🙈 I promise to do my best and update as fast as I can.
I love you all, please don't be afraid, I will continue this story 😉
Lots of love.. (again thehe) 😊❤️
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Psycho [A Les Twins Story] |HIATUS|
FanficCollette Collins is a 24 year old girl who was born in France and raised in America where she has been educated. Over the past 3 years she has been working as a psychologist in different asylums for crazy people, she helps the patients with their pr...