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Quiet.

   It was a quiet day. I was immensely thankful. It was just me and Club and Jessie. Error and Heart were somewhere in the mall. We'll meet up later to go home.
   Club gave a soft grin as he had Jessie on his shoulders. Jessie had stolen his glasses. "Bet we can beat you to the food court."
   "Oh yeah?" I raised a brow.
   "Yup! " Jessie chirped. "Go go!! Beat Daddy!!!"
   With that Club took off ahead. Both him and Jess were laughing.
   I let out a laugh. "Don't hurt yours–" A hand slapped over my mouth.
   Panic coursed trough me. I attempted to elbow my way out. And then I froze.
   "Stay put. You don't want to make Daddy mad." The voice was dangerous and low but... Oh God. Oh God!!
   He looked like the walking dead. His hair was greasy and longer than it should be. His clothes hung off his thin frame like they were two sizes too big. His skin was a sickly yellow. It was him. . .
   I was stunned into silence. No. No! He's dead! He's dead!! I was trembling snd staring st him with wide eyes.
   "Ah so you do recognize me. Good. I don't want to have to teach you all over again." He twisted my arm and led me towards the exit.
   No. If he gets me out of here ill never be free again. Help. Help please!
   "When we get home it'll be so much fun. You're not as small anymore so ill have to come up with some new tactics. And if you think about screaming. That little boy is dead. Dead as me." Andrew hissed.
   I went still. Not Jessie. Anything but Jessie. My soul dropped. I nodded a little. "Okay. Don't hurt him.." he whispered inti his hand.
   He smirked. "Good." he slithered a hand under my shirt to grab a rib. "Just in case though." He jerked his hand and snapped the rib.
   A cry of pain escaped me. It was still muffled by his hand. Tears trickled from my sockets.
   "Fresh?" I heard Club call from somewhere behind us. My mind numbed out. The sunlight blinded me as we got outside. It was so bright.
   "You're mine forever. They'll never think to look for a dead man~" The words barely registered.
   When they did... I knew it was all over. These few years were just an illusion. I never escaped. I never will.

I'm sorry.