Teddy's P.O.V
I've been at this Man's 'house' for three days now. Already.
I still couldn't forget everything he said in the car ride here.
"Promises are ment to be broken"
No, they aren't. Well are they?
I mean, Dahnie promises me stuff all the time. She wouldn't lie.
"Teddy!" Ugh. What does he want.
"Yes, sir?"
"Come here. Now." He sounded furious. Siiickkk.
I slowly opened my door that separated him and me. I felt vulnerable as soon as I took one step out.
I walked to where we was sitting. Witch was in the kitchen.
"Hi.." I looked down at my feet. My socks had holes in them. Probably cause I haven't token them off. Dahnie put them on for me...
"Good morning bud. From now on you can call me Jase, alright?"
"Ok."
I wondered if that was his real name.
"Now, I'm going to get some groceries. It's 10 am now, I'll be back tonight at 8. Okay? I have some things to do." He looked at his watch.
"Ok." I felt like so empty around him.
Finally, he left.
I could of ram away. But there's locks on the door. About 15. And all the windows are either boarded up or have that really think glass.
I looked around the house for something that I could attack him with.
Nothing.
I found myself wandering into his room. The carpet was a sad red.
The walls were a really gross green. It was really dark.
I looked around, nothing interesting really.
I turned around to head out, and something caught my eye...
Dahnie's P.O.V
This morning I was watching the news. I wondered what Ted was still doing, assuming he was still alive.
On the news, Teds story came on.
I sat at the end of my chair, waiting.
"6 year old Teddy Madrick was kidnapped Three days ago at Pacific West Elementary school at around 3pm." I shut the T.V off.
I wanted to run to the Police station and tell them that I knew who took him. But I couldn't. Four months early the same man had token me. He would only take me for about 2 or 4 nights a week. I was his 'pleasure' but he certainly wasn't mine.
He said he took me because I looked like my mom. I caught him calling me Alison a few times. (That's my moms name.)
I had no Idea why he took me because of that.
Some nights I thought "maybe hes my father coming to save me"
But why would a father rape a daughter.
Other nights, I thought that maybe he was in love with my mom. I honestly had no Idea.
There was a bang on the door and someone came crashing in.
I quickly stood up and whipped around to see a man standing infront of me. It was the same man that raped me, and had teddy. Oh my god! Teddy! Maybe he has him now!
"Where is he." I demanded.
"That's none of your concern, baby."
He walked closer to me. I backed away, until my back hit the wall. He still moved closer, and closer, until he was right infront of me.
"He's my brother. Where is he." I refused to look down. I needed to have him know that he wasn't getting away with this without a fight.
"He's safe Dahnie. Don't worry so much."
He pushed my hair behind my ears.
"Don't touch me." I flicked his arm away.
"You can't stop me." He pressed his body against mine.
"The cops can." I threatened.
"Hm. That is true. But, Dahnie, where are they? Hm?"
He was right.
"Get out." I pushed him off of me. He slapped me, "I just want to hold you sweetie."
"Get. The. Fuck. Out."
I said more slowly, hoping he would understand better. He didn't.
"I'll leave when I want to. I wouldn't make me angry if I was you. I mean, I do have Teddy."
I knew he wouldn't kill Teddy.
So I threw my self at him.
"GET OUT!"
I pushed him, hit him, smacked him.
He gave me one shove and I flew like a rag doll against the wall behind me.
I heard footsteps upstairs. Mason. I forgot, he didn't leave.
"Dan? What's going on?"
The man looked at me with terror.
Mason saw him. His face flushed red. Mason was 2 years older then me. Well, almost 1. I'm turning 15 in 1 week.
"Who are you?!" He shouted.
"Who is he?!" He looked at me.
His face said 'why is does this man look like he's about to rape you!?"
Witch I'm sure that's what he was thinking.
"You know who I am. I raped Dahnie. I stole Teddy too."
He backed away from me and started walking towards Mason.
I started feeling lightheaded. Within minutes I knew I was going to faint. But I couldn't leave Mason.
I thought I saw the man with a cell phone behind him. But then I realized it was a gun.
I started blacking out.
"Mase...look..." I slowly stared falling.
"Mase, run..." I couldn't think straight.
Then I heard it.
It was one Big Bang. The sound of death. Well I hoped it wasn't.
It was the sound that made me faint. I was out. I had no idea what happened. Maybe I got shot, maybe it was Mason. Or maybe it was the man. Maybe no one got shot. Maybe I'm just crazy and this is all just a dream.
Whatever happened, I was completely unaware of. Which was terrifying.
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Forget me not.
Mystery / ThrillerUsually girls are crying over their crazy parents, or because 'no one loves them' or just drama. But not me. She finally said she loves me. After years. And here I am balling. Because of well, I'm scared.