Finesse

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by ximwna

by ximwna

I was finishing up my shower when I heard the door to Billie's bedroom open up. She must be back, finally. The sun set and it was pitch black outside, and I had no idea what time it was. I cut off the water and got out to dry myself with a towel. I wrapped it around myself and left the bathroom. Billie was sitting on the bed, dressed in all black with a ski mask on.

"Hi Billie." No response. She sat on her phone typing in a group chat and grumbling. "Hello?" I walked in front of her and gently pushed her phone down.

"Oh, hey." She looked up at me.

"Where have you been?" I sat on the chair across from her.

"None of your business." She pulled off her ski mask and threw it on the bed.

"Okay.." I pulled out my pajamas and changed into them. "Are you coming to bed soon? It's kind of late." I got under the comforter and looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Not yet. I'm going out grocery shopping, so."

"Oh okay."

"Goodnight." She got up and left.

"Night." The door softly closed and I listened until I couldn't hear her footsteps anymore. I don't know why I felt so lonely without her, she was my kidnapper after all. I think I'm developing Stockholm syndrome. But how? She treats me like shit.

I sighed and covered myself in the blankets, trying to clear my head so I can get a good sleep.

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The next morning, I had woken up to an empty bed and the shining sun. It was uncomfortably silent though. Usually I could hear them making breakfast downstairs or talking in the living room upstairs but I heard nothing today.

They must be out on a run or something I thought to myself. I pulled myself out of bed and went downstairs to find breakfast.

When I went into the kitchen there was no food, not even left overs. There was a note on the fridge.

"We left again, you weren't up so we let you sleep. Sorry. -Billie."

"Wow, they took the twins over me? Gross."

Now that I think about it, I could try to escape again. They have a lot of cars and just have the keys sitting out. I bit the inside of my lip thinking. I had no idea when they'd get back but I might as well not waste the time I have.

I quickly changed into a hoodie and sweatpants with black uggs and grabbed another one of Billie's backpacks. I stuffed it full of only the essentials and grabbed the keys to their Mercedes. I stopped at the garage door and thought. What if this isn't such a good idea? Billie could catch me. They could come home at any second. Surely they'd kill me. I took a deep breath and opened the garage door, started the Mercedes and opened the garage door. I backed out and shut the door to make it less noticeable. I turned around and sped away from the huge mansion, watching it fade away until nothing was left.

I had no idea where my house was from here, and didn't bring the phone that Billie gave me just in case they tracked me. I sighed and drove for what felt like forever, until I reached a McDonald's. I pulled into the driveway and ordered enough for two, but I was starving. I parked outside and while I ate I was thinking of plan. I thought of it shortly and this is how it goes.

I'll drive to a rest stop and ask around for directions to my hometown, act like I went missing in the woods, and when the police ask me what happened I'll just say the person was masked. I don't want Billie and her gang to get in trouble, I'd feel terrible. No idea why I feel like I should spare them, though. They took me after all.

I finished eating and decided I'd sleep in the vacant parking lot next to the McDonalds because I was tired from eating so much. I drove into the parking lot and reclined my seat, and sighed. I eventually drifted into sleep as my anxiety faded with my daydreams.