Dollface

New Look

When she awoke again, she was lying in Vine's bedroom. Her head had a dull ache as a result from her hangover, but more noticeable were the pains in her hands, her scalp, her face, and her feet. She was hit with the full memory of what happened last night and she rushed towards the mirror on the wall to see what Vine had done to her, and she was almost terrified by what she saw.
All of her hair had been ripped out or shaved and the hair on her head was replaced with a soft, light blue wig that appeared to be superglued to her head and tied into two fluffy ponytails. The sewings from her mouth had been taken off so she could talk and her lips were colored a bright purple. Her eyes stung as though they'd been carved out but they looked the same, except now they were a soft green. Her nails had also been ripped out and replaced with fake ones decorated with glitter-covered dark pink nail polish. Her skin had been washed and shaved for any flaws and now expelled a sweet scent, like sugar. She had been put into a sparkly pink unitard with a golden necklace, white stockings, tall black heels, and a tiny cute magenta hat that was connected to a headband hidden by the wig.
Elenore was stunned by her reflection to the point where she almost thought it wasn't hers. She continued to stare and scrutinize her new appearance from all angles until the door behind her opened and Vine entered with that same, loving smile on his face.
He chuckled at her as she spun around to face him. "Enjoying yourself? I wanted to make you absolutely perfect for when you awoke. So...what do you think?"
"I..." Elenore stuttered, searching for the words to explain everything she felt. "I...I'm... shocked...and...tall...and...and...b-b-b-"
But before she could get out that last word, before Vine could finish the sentence for her, the downstairs door to the doll shop broke open and the police force rushed in. Vine hadn't been expecting them, he thought Kylie was dead, so he hurriedly locked the door and faced a trembling Elenore with terror in his eyes.
"Ellie, hide!" he cried. "They'll take you from me! You have to hide! Hurry! I'll find you when it's over, I promise!"
Confused, scared, and dazed, Elenore ran into the walk-in closet and locked herself inside, hiding behind some business suits. She heard the bedroom door break open and Vine being attacked and detained. His cries and the blows were so violent, so merciless, that Elenore wanted to run out of her hiding spot and help him, but she was too confused and terrified to move. Eventually, the police managed to break into the closet and find her. Yes, they were frightened by her appearance, but managed to overlook it for her sake.
"Elenore Glow?" one of them asked. She nodded. "Don't worry, we're here to help. You're safe now. Your friend Kylie called us when she realized you were missing. The Dollmaker will be charged and you will recover in the hospital."
Elenore wanted to trust them, but she felt wrong doing so. She didn't want them to touch her, talk to her, or worst of all, separate her from Vine. But she did as she was told, accepting that they would help her. But they didn't.