Where the fuck am I?
My face and everything else feels wet, and my vision is extremely blurry. After a couple of seconds, my eyes adjust to the dim light and I notice I'm in a large bathroom, currently in a bathtub filled with warm water and bubbles. The bathroom is lit by Pineapple Mango scented candles, and I try to get out of the bath until I hear a sigh of relief near me. I turn to see a figure sitting on the edge of the sink, holding a towel. I already knew who it was.
"Hey! You're awake, and your nose isn't as swollen as earlier." I reply with silence. "Look, I know what I did was wrong but, I can't just keep you here for no good reason."
His statement made me furious, and I rebutted, saying, "Keeping me here to use and neglect me is a good enough reason for me to stay? Why don't you just kill me like you killed that lady? I'd rather be dead than be here." I get out of the bath, taking the towel from out of his hand and wrapping it around my waist. He looks at me, and I can't tell if its because I don't have a shirt on, or because what I said hurt him.
"Where are my clothes?"
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"These might fit you, put them on." I was given some sweatpants, and a plain t-shirt. "I'll leave you alone to change." I smirked. "Why, you want to wait until we're married to see me in my birthday suit," I replied, "Or are you being nice?" He turns and runs to the door, closing it quickly once he is out.
Time to figure out whats going on.
No! Don't go through his stuff!
But, what if I can get out of here!?
Is it nice to go through a stranger'sthings?
He fucking kidnapped me! I'm doing it.
Do what you want, honey. I'm gone.I run to the door and lock it, and once I turn around, I notice the lack of furniture in the room.
A bed, nightstand, and a laptop.
I grab the mattress of the bed and lift it, putting my hand under it to feel if there is anything on the box spring. I feel a paper of some sort and grab it only to be disappointed.
A porn magazine.
I flip the magazine over to see a name and an address.
James Wilson
9 Dern Blvd.
Littleton, CO
80120There's something to keep in mind.
I put the mattress down and jump over the bed to the nightstand. I open the drawer and find a leather book, titled Experiments. I flipped open to the first page, and noticed it was a journal.
March 20
I hope my parents are happy that I'm trying to figure stuff out. Can't believe they kicked me out because I was a "disgrace to the family for possibly being a homosexual." I just wanted to see what it felt like, so what if i liked it? Didn't you always say that you would love me no matter what? I hope you're happy that your son is experimenting.
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Date of Pickup: April 13
Victim #1: Eliza O'Neill
Notes: First experience wasn't the greatest experience, no where as good as Seamus. She didn't fight back, maybe because she was already dead inside.
Cause of Death: The world may never know.
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Date of Pickup: June 2
Victim #2: Rebecca Newell
Notes: This one could not stop fucking screaming! Maybe this is why I question preferring men!
Cause of Death: Be careful around knives, kids.
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Date of Pickup: June 29Victim #3: Zachary Smith
Notes: Now, that was the second best sexual experience I've ever had, right after Seamus. Sure, I forced myself onto him, but I felt alive and happy for once. My parents weren't there to walk in either. But, you can't be happy forever.
Cause of Death: If you can't swim, stay on the shallow end.
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Date of Pickup: August 4Victim #4: Kim Kardashian
Notes: How the fuck did that sex tape sell?
Cause of Death: Go have fun in Ray J's fireplace.
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Date of Pickup: August 17
Victim #5: Aleksandr Marchant
Notes: Turn around, fucker.
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Oh shit...
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HEY EVERYBODYYYYYYYY
Sorry I've been basically dead, life has been the absolute worst, and I actually changed this chapter up a little bit to reflect on things that have happened on life, which I don't want to bore you with. The original chapter had been sitting here since November, and I decided to change it a little and post it. The title was named after the song, "Burn the Pages" by Sia in case you want to check that out. It kind of helps me sometimes in a way to forget a lot of shitty things. I have some books that I could post, but I feel as if I should wait until I'm not drowning in school work, since the term ends at the end of the month. I also want to get at least half of the chapters of this book posted up before I post anything. I'm going to post my idea book though, which has a lot of things mapped out for a certain book. Anyways, I hope you guys are having a great life. Expect more from me soon (hopefully). And sorry for the shitty chapter (as usual ;-;) If anything is wrong, lemme know cause a lot of this was written on mobile.
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