Nescience

Chapter 3

I finally settled on who should play the character as Tabitha Miller (the girl above). It took me a couple of hours to choose my main characters' faces lol.

Note: I do not own the pic/gif

Sorry for the long wait! It's a good thing I finished all the requirements and I can't be guilty of choosing writing over it anymore!

Thank you for reading my story and the comments that I received. It motivates me to keep on going with the story. <3

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Aiden covered her scar with gauze, shoving her back inside the rotting room. "There are some dress and clothes at the drawer, pick what you want and come back."

Skimming through the dresses, Tabitha grimaced. It seemed there was an only pair of a blue tank top and black jeans.

"Wear a cardigan, I don't want to see men feasting on your showing skin."

Tabitha halted, peering back at him to make sure he was standing outside. There were no mirrors to see what she looked like, she didn't bother to smooth out her hair. Like meeting his friends would compel her to dress on his standards.

She poked her head out the door, she let him know she was finished. He removed her restraints with the dangling keys from his pocket. The weight was lifted from her legs, but it left a red mark on her skin.

"What's happening? Why are you letting me go?" A click resonated and at the turn of her head, he directed her to walk.

Of course. She almost laughed at her own hypocrisy.

Aiden had a pistol pointed at her forehead, but Tabitha deadpanned and went ahead. There were no remarks coming from him and she didn't plead for her life. Reacting would make him do more than just scare her.

He brought her to another part of the house upstairs. It looked like the same hall connected to the room where she ate, but this time it was occupied by some plain furniture.

She could see his stiff shoulders while he directed her to keep on going until they reached the living room. Everything was black and white but it was better than what she had in her room. It smelled of books and coffee.

"They know us as couples, we've been together for 6 months and you don't have a family. You moved here because you want to start a new life with me," he blurted.

She nodded. Tears were threatening to spill, but she held herself back. His friends didn't understand who they were visiting. How far would he go at pretending? Feigning to be a couple would mean she had to touch him. She had to smile and greet those people like she wasn't kidnapped and played by her emotions.

"Don't try to run from me. You know how I hate punishing you Amelia," He snatched her hand, putting a ring on her finger.

It said a couple's vow to one another. A love for eternity. As if a few minutes ago a gun wasn't there to settle everything.

Tabitha simpered, her chin trembling. This wasn't like how she imagined her life to be. To be tricked to live beneath the ground.

"Oh don't cry, it's not like we're married. This is just how we show we're both affectionate," he consoled.

He wasn't doing anything yet, but the ring bound her more than the chains ever did. He leaned and pressed his lips to the scar he made. She couldn't close her eyes, it would be still the same.

"Act normal is all I ask of you. Can you do that for me?" he asked.

No.

"Yes," she whispered.