Play With Me

Day 10 pt2

"You created this monster." My eyes widened and stared at him.

"I didn't turn you into this. You did this on your own!" I said.

He laughed at me while I stood dumbfounded. "You DID create me." He insisted.

"I DIDN'T!"

He sighed and grabbed my arm. Takuya dragged me to the dining room. He gestured me to sit in which I obeyed. He disappeared for a few minutes before returning. He was holding my notebook. He tossed it on the table.

"You still believe that now?"

"You stole it." I whispered. My eyes were glued to the book.

"How is it stealing when you left it on your desk?" He questioned with an eyebrow raised. He has a point.

"Why did you take it?" I asked.

"To make you notice me." He answered. I went silent as he explained.

"For two years I wanted you to see me as I saw you. A lover. I always saw you writing in the notebook, so I looked over your shoulder one day for a peek. I was surprised to see you writing smut," a smirk appeared on his face,"When you left it, I took it and looked through every single page. You have a wild imagination, Marcie."

I scooted back in the chair a bit in fear. He's right, I did create him.

"After I got my hands on your notebook, I tried to be everything you wrote. I did everything right. Invite you to a party and got you drunk, sent gifts, letters, and texts." He smiled, feeling proud of himself.

"It's just a bunch of daydreams in that book. That doesn't mean you have to be that to win me over." I said.

"You still wouldn't accept my feelings if I stayed normal." He countered.

"I promise I will. Just go back to the old Takuya!" I pleaded.

He let out a creepy laugh. "No can do, Marcie. This lifestyle. The adrenaline rush I get everytime I take a life. The pleasure I feel from torturing people. I don't want to go back. This is who I really am." He laughed even harder.

I turned him into a monster. He's as crazy as the fucking Joker. Now I actually miss the old, annoying Takuya. "I'm so sorry." I whispered.

"Why are you sorry?" Takuya asked.

"I turned you into this. That damn notebook fucked you up in the head." I cried.

Takuya walked around the table and stood in front of me. He lifted my head up to look him in the eyes. His dark eyes held nothing but lust and insanity.

"Oh Marcie," he rasped, "it opened my eyes."

He attached his lips onto mine. I instantly pushed him away. I stood up from the chair and backed away from him.

"You need help, Takuya." I said.

"I need help?" He pointed to himself then laughed. "Aren't you the one that wrote all of that shit in that notebook. Marcie, if anyone is crazy it's you."

I went silent at that. I'm probably just as insane as Takuya because I gave him all the ideas. Takuya pulled me in his embrace when he saw me start to cry.

"It's okay, baby, that notebook is the reason why we're together now. No need to regret making it." He said.

"I do regret it." I retorted. "I could have still been in my apartment with Amara, and Kenji would still be alive."

Takuya's body stiffened at the mention of Kenji. "Can I see Amara?" I asked.

"I'm sorry but no."

My sadness turned to anger and wiggled out of his embrace. "Why not huh?! You want to keep me here as your fucking toy?!"

"Toy?" He scoffed. "I never saw you as a toy, Marceline. Do you think I would have done all of this for a toy? Would I kill people for a toy? Hell no! I did all of this for the woman I love!"

I bit my lip and looked down at my feet. "Stop fighting me, Marcie." Takuya said.

"Amara is my sister, and I will do anything just to see her again. I won't forget about her because you told me to. You may not understand because your insensitive, but no matter what you do anything for family."

Takuya smirked and clapped. "Couldn't have said it better. That's why Amara helped me."

My eyes widened. "You're lying." I stated.

"Why would I?" Takuya cocked his head to the side. "It's the truth."

"No, you're lying. Amara would never help you." I shook my head.

"Deny it all you want but I'm telling the truth." Takuya shrugged. "How do you think I was able to get your information? Your number? Your address?"

He's right about everything. I'm just in denial that Amara could have helped him. Then his friends helped him too.

"Your friends helped too didn't they?" I questioned.

"Smart girl," he smirked. "They did, but Kenji decided to go a different path. What you didn't know was that he was planning to take you and Amara and run away." He scowled at the thought. "I had to beat him to it."

All this new information is so overwhelming for me. There was a possibility Amara and I could've gotten away. Now I'm trapped here with Takuya.

"Who else was in on your plan?" I asked weakly.

"My cousin." He answered.

I began to cry. I'm tired and overwhelmed. I hate that I look weak to him right now. When I saw him reach for me I ran out of the dining room. I didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to get away from him. Takuya followed behind me and called out my name.

I ran into an unknown room and locked the door. Takuya kept pounding his fists against the door, telling me to get out. What's his deal? I turned on the light switch. There were monitors everywhere.

My brows knitted together when I realized most of these monitors showed footage from my apartment. One from my room. One from Amara's room. There was a camera in every part of the apartment. Takuya was watching me everywhere.

"Marceline? Amara? Hello?!"

My jaw dropped when I saw my mom standing at the front door. Knocking and calling us. She actually came. After another five minutes of no one answering, she took a pin from her hair and used it to open the door.

My heart softened as my mom searched everywhere for my sister and I. She even tried calling our phones multiple times. She broke down soon after. Never have I seen my mom cry or show any concern for me.

Tears started to rolled down my cheeks. I didn't care that Takuya was still yelling at me to come out. I didn't care that I was trapped, or that I was separated from Amara. I only focused on my sobbing mother. I thought she never cared about me. I thought she favored Amara over me.

Now I see her calling out my name and apologizing because she thinks I left her by my own will.

"Amara!"

"Marceline! I'm sorry!"

"Where are you?!"

"I'm here now!"

I found myself taking steps closer to the monitor. My hand reached out and touched the monitor.

"Mom." I whispered.

Takuya unlocked the door. I flinched as I was pulled out of my little trance. He wrapped his arms around me. It felt warm and cozy. I mentally cursed myself for thinking that when he's pure evil.

"You should relax and eat, Marcie." He said.

"Marceline." He called.

I sighed and looked at him. His face was close to mine. The only good thing that came out of being kidnapped was that I got to see my mother care about me for once.

"Let's go eat." Takuya said. I nodded hesitantly and he held my hand. We sat in my room and ate the food. He's actually a good cook.

Thank you, Takuya.