You My Loyal Pet

Chapter Five: Bare With Me

James grimaced, the story a little to unreal to be believed.

"Okay...Hold on. You're telling me this guy, held in a basement for god knows how long? again hold on." he paused.

He paced around the bar, biting his thumb nail as he began to speak. "This is England. I mean we don't HAVE basements, we don't do underground storages, in our houses or anything like that. Americans do that! The only way he'd have a basement, with a whole storage room like that is if he built it himself. He couldn't have gotten permission for one"

The wind blew hard as James finished his sentence. His face growing pale as he looked towards his wife in utter disbelief and shock.

"How did this go unnoticed..." Marianna whispered. "Women going missing like this and he was never caught...you were missing for 4 years up until now"

I nodded, my palms sweaty as I pulled down my shirt nervously.

"It gets a little bit complicated..."

They were in the edge of their seats as I continued to talk.
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He walked in the door slamming and keys rattling as heavy footsteps made its way to me.

"I'm home baby girl~"

"Welcome home..." I said plainly, my heart racing as he walked around me

"Oh...someone's still in a mood..." he sang. I coughed, clearing my throat with a smile.

"Uh... er... yes...where is my coffee?" I asked sweetly, giving him the most angelic smile.

He hummed as he started brewing it, his brown locks falling out of places as he started humming his tune, tapping his fingers on the table, getting me something to eat.

"You're lucky they had any in stock, they usually don't have anything good-"

"HELP ME PLEASE!"

Banging and scratching emitted from the other Room, the voice was crying as it begged someone for help.

"What...what was-

"Pay no mind to that my love..." he whispered darkly. "She will be gone from our lives soon, she's a failed princess..."

"What..what- wha- what do you mean? What do you mean gone?!" I asked nervously my voice cracked as I looked up at him with horror.

"What does it matter?"  He looked at me coldly, picking up the meat cleaver.

"Please don't hurt them..."

I begged him with all my might, begging him not to lay a hand in whoever was on the other side of the wall but he didn't listen to me. I covered my head within my hands trying desperately to drown out the screams of pain and cries of agony. until it all stopped and all I could hear were the wet sloppy hacking sounds and once again, the sound of something heavy, like a bag full of sand.

"Keep you're eyes closed a little longer princess...daddy is working."

I cried, hot tears cascading down my cheeks as I felt useless... I couldn't save them. I couldn't do anything. All the pleading and begging, and he didn't even listen to me, and I couldn't get up to fight him other wise I would be the one being chopped up. I was a coward and I hated myself for it.

He dragged the dead corpse out of the room putting it somewhere I couldn't see, as I peaked through my palms, blood stained the floor as he moved it to another room out of sight.

He chuckled as he kissed my head, washing his hands over with sanitizer, before washing his hands again properly in the sink to get all of the blood off.

"Stay here" he smiled picking me up and placing me in his room that was down the hall to the living room.

"I'll be right back." He passed me a cup of water that was clouded and like that I was out like a light. I woke up a little later in the night, with his arms wrapped around me as he held me close, snoring like a little baby, in deep sleep.

My stomach churned as how could anyone sleep so soundly after brutally murdering someone with no remorse. How could anyone sleep so soundly after commuting such a horrible crime?

I moved over to the side, his body gripping me as he pulled me into him, I wanted to cry, I was sleeping next to a killer, who wouldn't hesitate to end my life if he got board with me.

I fell back asleep as all this worrying wouldn't help me, I need to stay calm so I can't find the right opportunity to escape. Crying and hating him won't help me now. I need to stay calm. I need to concentrate. I need to just play along in this sick twisted game