Play With Me

Day 13

I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours. I wasn't able to get much sleep last night. Today I get to see Amara. There were so many questions I wanted to ask her.

"Marcie~"

I groaned and rolled off the bed. I landed on the floor with a loud thud. Takuya laughed like a little kid at my antics.

"Are you okay, Marcie? Need me to kiss your wounds?" I didn't have to look to know that he was smiling.

"Fuck off, Takuya." I said.

"Your sister comes in an hour. That is plenty of time for us to eat together and get ready."

I stood up and looked at Takuya, who was laying on my bed. How can he look so happy yet be so sick?

"Are you going to handcuff me again?" I asked.

Takuya got up from the bed and smirked. "Yup."

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I sat on the couch in the living room with Takuya beside me. We were waiting for Amara and Yuto to come. Takuya would occasionally try to cuddle with me, but I would hit him. He would whine then leave me alone for a bit then the cycle would continue.

A knock on the door caused Takuya to shoot up from the couch. He opened the door and Amara came in with a guy, I'm assuming is Yuto, holding her close to him. Amara's eyes landed on me. I saw multiple emotions mixed together.

"Marceline." She whispered.

Yuto sat her down on the love seat across from me. He looked annoyed yet intrigued by her. I wonder what he did to her.

"We'll give you exactly 15 minutes to talk." Takuya said and both him and Yuto left the room.

There was a brief awkward silence. Amara kept staring at me. I cleared my throat and spoke up.

"Did he try anything with you, Amara?" I asked.

"He used to, but I would always object to it. He stopped that a while ago. Yuto is a good guy." She answered shyly.

"You like him?" I asked with a hint of disgust.

"He's....not so bad."

"I've been stuck in this hell hole for a week now, and you've been living all nice."

Amara frowned. "I can't be happy without you around me, Marceline."

"Then why did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Why did you tell Takuya my information? My number? Our address? What else did you tell him huh, Amara? I bet you were in on this whole plan to keep me locked up here!"

"I'm sorry, Marceline." She whispered. Her gaze shifted downwards. She was too ashamed to look me in my face.

"How could you do this to me, Amara?" I started to tear up.

"He said he loved you and wanted to treat you right. I thought you were just being stubborn and ignoring Takuya. I didn't know-"

"That's all bullshit!" I exclaimed.

"Okay! Yes, it's bullshit! Takuya asked me for your number and address, so I gave it to him. I also...."

"What else did you do?" I questioned.

"I told him what was in the notebook."

Everything stopped and I zoned out. Takuya knew about the notebook because of Amara. She ratted me out. She practically sold me to him.