I looked at him with a new hatred, I smacked him across the face. He looked at me with pure anger.
"How could you just kill her like that you dumbfuck!?'
I screamed at him. The more I screamed the more calm he got. I noticed the boy just standing behind me. How long had I been yelling?
I was exhausted.
Then he smacked me. I fell to the ground, I was too tired to fight back. Everything went black.
I woke up in my bed. I had a perfect memory of what had happened. The knife, the girl, the boy, all the blood. It was a perfectly clear memory. I sat up quickly, not wanting to think about it all too much. I looked across the room to see the little girls room completely transformed into a teenage boys room. How long had I been out? A day, a week, a month. I didn't know.
It was night-time so I didn't want to get up. I tried my hardest to go back to sleep, not wanting to be tired for whatever tomorrow would bring. I just couldn't sleep. I decided to get up and go to the bathroom. I walked in and flipped the light on. I looked in the mirror, I had makeup on and I was perfectly dressed, my hair in perfect shape. I was confused who had made me look like this. I looked like I had just gotten ready. None of the bruises showed through, but I could feel they were there.
I returned to my bed and fell asleep.
I was awoken by a soft touch. The boy, who is called Clancy, was tapping my cheek.
"He will be here in an hour, I did your makeup and stuff while you were out. You've only been out for around seven hours."
"Thank you." I smiled
He was a fairly attractive boy. He was my age. If I had seen him under any other circumstances I would've flirted with him. This was different though. He handed me a glass of water and I sat up. He gave me 2 ibuprofen to help with the pain. I smiled gently and took the two pills.
"He is making breakfast, you should get ready."
"Okay."
I got up slowly, my head hurt. I walked over to my dresser and picked out a lily white dress that was lace. It had a light green bow around where my waist would be. I actually liked this dress. I wore white lace flats with it. I had noticed all the bloody clothes had been discarded and new clothes had been put in there place. Almost like everything had been fixed in a day. My mind wandered to the little girl that was now probably buried somewhere or sunk in a river. It scared me, because if he did it to her he wouldn't hesitate to do it to me.
I got in the shower and washed up. I got dressed and straightened my hair. I added a bow to the top where i had the front pinned back. It was a green bow that matched my outfit. I had just got my makeup on when I heard Clancy yell my name. I applied some black mascara and walked out to the kitchen. As soon as I walked in the room, Clancy and the man looked at him. I never quite new what to call him. He never told me a name.
"Hello doll. Breakfast is ready."
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Dollface. (Completed)
Teen FictionJessica a normal life. Until she was kidnapped. Now she must escape, but how when she is his precious doll. Her life is turned upside down and inside out. Will she survive this? Or will she die trying.