Going with the game

Basement

Publish date: 5/3/14

I don't use her name a lot so don't forget her name is stormy

Stormy's POV

It's been so long seance I've been in this basement, I'm positive it's been more then 8 hours. I've been keeping my growling stomach to a minimum and my hiccups I get when I'm hungry quiet.

I've thought of a few ideas, one is that Harry is truly in love with me and he's a freak who took me for his own pleasure and his 'lust' for me... Another is he had a past relationship that didn't end well and has a mental illness that created him who he is and because of the lost relationship he took me to make up for it- or both...

"I've had to much time to think" I sigh to myself moving around in the position I was in

Upstairs I herd a door slam and became still, the door leading to the basement opened and really light fast footsteps came down the stairs. As I was about to start yelling at Harry it wasn't Harry, but a little girl carrying a brown bad labelled 'lunch'

"Hi! I'm Annabella" she smiled coming close to me, she was wearing black legging and a purple dress like shirt, she has to be 4

Forget the outfit where did she come from? "Where did you come from" I asked

She pointed upstairs and giggled "silly, I came here for the weekend with my daddy. When ever I come over here he always says 'don't go into the basement, there's monsters' but I'm not scared" she smiled, imitating Harry voice

"Waite, daddy?" I question her

She nodded, handing me the bag of food I kindly took it and set it down "Waite, Annabella" I said before she left

"Yes" she said coming back near me

"Harry's your dad" I asked her, she nodded and smiled. Looking at her features she had two dimples, green eyes, and brown curly hair... Yup they're related "What do you mean by every week you come down here"

She sat down at the end of the mattress and began to speak "Every week I get to come to my daddy's house, and every time he says 'don't go into the basement' once I went down here to fight off the bad monsters but I found a girl sitting in the same spot you were... She asked the same question you did and every time there's a new girl I came down here, introduce myself, tell the story and ask not to tell my daddy they know about me... But I don't know where the other girls go" she trailed off "oh, and you don't ever get fed while you're down here so I make a lunch for you and at night I bring dinner" she smiled "in the morning I can't bring morning food because I don't get up that early and I'm sorry for that" she looked down

"How old are you" I asked her

She answered fast "I'm 5, I will be 6 in September" she as small for her age

"Annabella" I asked and she looked up "every time you came here there's a new girl?" I asked

She shook her head no "Emily was down here for 3 times then the next time I came to see her, Stephanie was here instead... After that was Mona, Tabitha then you... There is always someone down here and I don't know why... But, all of them tell me they don't get food when they are down here so I bring them food. It's kinda like a schedule" she said smartly stuttering the big words she spoke

Everything she told me added up, all the girly things in the bathroom, the clothes... All of it besides... "Did they all have brown hair" I asked

She nodded her head after thinking "Emily and Mona didn't like it tho and said their hair isn't this colour" she Said pointing towers her hair

There was another door slam and a mumble "I have to go I will be down later" she smiled and left but before she did she asked "what is your name"

"Stormy" I answered, she nodded and left

I remembered the food and opened the bag. There was a very sloppy peanut better and jelly sandwich with the crust cut off, a juice box, a bag of carrots and grapes along with a little Hershey kisses

I smiled at what was in the bag and frowned knowing if she wasn't here I wouldn't eat... None of those girls would eat

Harry has an almost 6 year old daughter he can't be 17

Who is Annabella's mother? was she treated like me and the happen to the girls, were they treated like me. I know one thing... They must of not went with the game Harry has 'created' and all I know is I want to play along as long as I could.

I'm sooooooo sorry for the short chapter but hey! I got the story to where i wanted it to go! I'm happy with this chapter, yes it's short but it's good

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