The Return

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It was a long week at work and I just wanted to get home to relax, but upon arrival it was as if the devil himself had paid my house a visit and turned everyone in it, into mindless animals, yet I still saw them as the people that I would happily give up my life for. 

As I nervously stepped through the front door locking it behind me. I got this bizarre feeling like all of a sudden their attention was focused plainly on me. At first, it made me feel uncomfortable and on edge, but as I walked up to Victoria I noticed that Sara seemed scared of me, not in the sense that she wasn't sure what I'd do but as if she was afraid of who I am. 

When I went to ask Victoria what was wrong with everyone she replied with "they know about the room", straight away I know which one she was referring to. "How do they know about it, you're the only person with the keys besides me and the head maid Maria", "the new girl managed to swipe the key off you this morning" she answered. I turned to look Sara in the eyes but as soon as I turned she bolted to the front door just to realise that I had locked it, she turned and looked me in the eyes with such terror and the realisation that she'd truly messed up, I looked at Victoria and nodded to her, she knew exactly what I was asking of her and let out a rather low yet cheary wissel at which point I could hear them coming from the game room. Sara immediately dropped to her knees and begged for forgiveness as the sound of the dog's running to the door got louder and louder, but she knew the time for forgiveness had long since passed and so she did the only thing she could. "Okay okay I'll stay in the room till Sunday" she said just as the dog's ran round the corner, I jumped down from the steps and stud in front of her, I was the only thing between her and the dog's with her holding my leg like her life depended on it, which it did because as soon as I moved out of the way both the dog's would mall her petite little blonde pale body to death, which as much as I hated someone who went behind my back and disobeyed me I could never live with myself knowing that I'd let a girl die without a good reason. 

I looked at the ground next to me to see her looking up at me like a child would after they did something they know they shouldn't have and it was beautiful. Because at this exact moment I knew that she would do anything I asked of her without hesitations, I said to her "you'll stay in the room till next week understood" to which she nodded with so much enthusiasm as if she wouldn't want anything else in the world. 

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