Owned

Chapter Eight

Short Chapter, enjoy!

After the session with Ryan, I was even more scared. I belonged to someone, who I didn't even know. I felt no connection towards him, because I was the human. I was having a hard time wrapping my head around all of this. This was like, a dream. Where things start to happen, and they don't really make sense, you keep going and it only gets weirder and weirder. Except, this wasn't a dream. This was real life and I couldn't wake up from this nightmare.

Ryan explained to me, that Theodore wouldn't hurt me. He psychically wouldn't be able to. I thought back to when he roughly grabbed my wrist, and loosened his grip as soon as I whimpered. So, is that why he saved me then? Because I'm some human who managed to be 'chosen' by this Moon Goddess.

Ryan also explained to me, that I wasn't going to be leaving. Only Theodore had the power to pick and chose who stays, and with me being his Mate, I wasn't going anywhere. I would also be given the chance to have a regular teenage life while I was here, as Ryan described it. They have a small school for the kids and teenagers. I would be starting classes with them soon. Isn't it a little weird though, they have their own private school, and classes are taught by their parents and grandparents?

How am I supposed to live a normal teenage life here? Just forget about my past, my family and the man who basically owns me now? Why on Earth would I want to attend their shitty little school, like it would be some high school experience for me. I'm so aggravated! I threw the stuffed animal I was given by Dr.Thomas across the infirmary room. Stupid thing. Stupid place! Stupid people!

I want to leave, but all of those doors are locked. I got out of the bed and walked up the stairs, turning the knob feeling it stuck. How can they just leave me down here! I hit my fist against the door hard. I walked back down the stairs, I was sick of this room and I was sick of being sick! I walked over to the counter and started opening the doors. I looked in each one.

Medical stuff, medical stuff and medical stuff. I opened one drawer and a bunch of unopened pregnancy test slid around. I slammed it back shut. This place, was going to drive me up the wall. I walked around the room, looking for something to entertain my mind. I picked up this small pot of flowers, like the one's decorating the tables in the dinning room. They were pretty. I saw a small hole in the soil, like someone pushed something into it. I stuck my finger into the soil and felt something small and metal like. I pulled it out, and stared at a small key.

This couldn't be a key to these doors? That would be too easy? Or maybe it was. If someone accidentally was trapped down here? People leave keys to their homes outside hidden, it wouldn't be that unbelievable. I set the pot back down and made my way back up the stairs.

  "Okay, lets see how far you get me", I whispered as I slid the key into the lock and twisted it, hearing the sweet sound of the door unlocking. I quickly opened it, turned around and locked the door back. I walked to the next door, twisting the key and hearing it click. I opened the door, shut it and locked it back. I made my way up the second set of stairs and put my ear to the door. When I herd nothing, I unlocked that door, and repeated the process. I tiptoed down the hallway and to the next door.

I placed my ear against it, no noise. I unlocked it, and locked it back, quickly. I was now in the spare bedroom Theodore claimed helped hide the infirmary. I looked around it. It was set up as if someone really was staying in it. I was making my way towards that door when I herd footsteps. Panicking, I looked around the room. I didn't know who it was or if they were coming in here, but I needed to hide.

I noticed the bed had a skirt around it, hiding anything underneath it. The question was, was I going to fit underneath it? I ran over to the bed, and looked. It had a rather slim lift off the ground, but I guess that's when being tiny comes in handy. I slid under the bed, uncomfortably and waited. Should I have left the infirmary? Theodore would be mad.