His Perfect Doll

Chapter 18

(Last update until Wednesday or Thursday!)

Peter

The cold and bitter wind nipped at my neck and nose. We had been wandering in the cold for 2 hours, and Daisy's face was pale with bright red cheeks and nose.

Copper was visibly weak. He was only a puppy, and we had been walking in the cold.

I didn't pay much attention to Dove, as I didn't love her.

Daisy started to stir. "It's cold," she whispered.

"I know, love, just a little longer."

She snuggled closer to me. It made my heart hurt to ask her to get up.

"Daisy, I need you to walk, can you do that?" I asked.

She slowly nodded. I set her down and she ran to Dove. They held each other as they walked. The next thing I heard was Daisy's sobs.

"They were going to free us," she whispered.

"I know, Daisy."

"We were going to get out of this hellhole!"

Daisy trembled as she sobbed. I knew she didn't mean those words. I knew that she secretly loved me. She was just scared to admit it.

I saw something that was dark brown in the distance. It was huge. My heart started to beat faster as I realized it had windows. The windows were boarded up, but it was still a house.

I grabbed Dove and Daisy and dragged them to the house. I quickly threw them in, Copper close behind. I would have to find food, as this house looked like no one had lived in it for at least a year.

I started to look through closets, trying to find a hammer. Weirdly, I found a hammer and nails. I then broke a chair and used the wood to board up the door.

I then turned towards Daisy.

Daisy

I refused to look him in the eye. He was the reason that I was here in the first place. He'd done everything bad to me. He raped me, beat me, beat my friend, not allow me freedom. I absolutely despised him.

"I'll start a fire," he said, clearing his throat. He walked to the fireplace and brought the chair fragments with him. He pulled a lighter out and set fire to the wood.

Copper, Dove, and I gathered by the fire. The warmth was probably the most comforting thing I had felt in ages.

"I love you Daisy," Peter whispered.

I stayed silent. I felt his big hands pulling me towards him.

"I said I love you."

"You can do what you want to me. You can rape me, kill me, beat me, but I will never say I love you." I said through tears.

Peter suddenly started sobbing. He threw me to the ground and stood up.

"I just want you to love me! I know you love me! We made love!"

"You raped me, Peter! I never wanted it!"

"You're lying! You're just scared of commitment! I know you want to start a family with me!"

"I don't love you, get that into your sick fucking head!"

Peter ran off, sobbing.

I sighed and laid next to Copper.

Peter

"She loves me, I know it," I said to myself.

"We made love to each other, I can clearly remember it. She was moaning, or was it her crying? No, no, she enjoyed it."

I slowly stood up. "It's that stupid fucking mutt."

I pulled my pocket knife out, walking back to the living room.

"I'll kill that dog!"