Captured (Split Fanfitcion)

Chapter 9

It was hard to stay calm in the following days. Even if you didn't show it, but you knew that the imaginary rope around your neck was getting tighter as the time passed. Still, somehow even this place seemed to be better than... well. You didn't want to admit this. Because it was simply ridiculous. But the fact that you were taken care of here, was true. Even the roses showed this. On your first day, there were single red roses everywhere. Of course, the time passed since then, and the flowers started to droop, especially because there was no natural light here. They had lost their beautiful shades and poises, so they have been replaced with new ones. With new, elegant white roses. Not everywhere though, for example, the one next to you hasn't been replaced yet. You didn't know if they had any specific meanings, but well.. they showed the care at least.

Despite the rising tension and worry, you behaved the same with Hedwig, looking forward to the moment you were waiting for this whole time. The day when he'll show you his room. Obviously, it was not the room or even his upcoming dance that excited you, but the thing he claimed: that he always listens to music on the radio which was under his window -at least that was what he said. And this had the keyword you were clinging to: the window. In other words, your way to escape. He had told you that he'd show his room as soon as possible, but this moment still hasn't come. And of course, you were terrified of thinking that everything can slip out of your hands. Hearing about the monster just made you even more sure of that this was all about life and death. And to be honest, you knew you didn't have a high chance.. but it was certainly better than nothing.

You were lying on your bed, staring at the wall, which was at the opposite side from the door. It was quiet and dark, actually really dark, because you had turned down the lights. Although you couldn't tell whether it was day or night outside anyway.. without any windows or even holes, you totally lost your sense of time. The only thing that could keep on your rhythm was - as hilariously it sounded - your period. Thanks to it, you knew, that it was your last day before the true hell. Or at least, assuming on Dennis' behavior, he didn't want to bother you at all this week. You couldn't even believe in yourself, but you wished that this situation lasted forever. Just so you would never meet the monster this way.

You lightly flinched to the sound of the slowly opening door. You didn't know who came in, but you decided that it would be wiser to pretend to sleep. You were supposed to be asleep now anyway. So not moving, you closed your eyes and tried to keep your calm. The muffled steps' noise sounded from closer every time which caused your heart to start racing.

You're sleeping, just stay calm...

s t a y c a l m

You heard some noises, he was definitely doing something. The muffled sound of the glass, he must have set something. Then another familiar sound, this time something metallic. You couldn't guess what the hell he was doing. Then there was silence. Long silence. You knew he was struggling with something. You felt his eyes on your skin. It was, to be honest really hard to keep your calm.

You wished he would just go away already.

Like he would have heard your wish, his steps became more and quieter. He was leaving the room. Now though, something started to bother you again. As ridiculously as it sounded, you wanted to reveal yourself to him. You couldn't explain why but you felt that now he wasn't that intimidating as always. And this was enough for you.

With slow moves, you rolled to the other side of the bed, just to see who was your visitor. After seeing the tidy shirt and the familiar glasses, you already knew the answer.

"Dennis?" You asked in a weak voice while pretending to rub your eyes tiredly.

He suddenly stopped and turned back to you. It was really him. "You're supposed to be sleeping now." He commented quietly.

You bit your lower lip to his words. He surely didn't expect you to wake up, and maybe you shouldn't have created this situation. "You woke me up." you answered, hoping that he won't find out your lie. After moving to turn your head though, you noticed what he'd done. There was a plate on the dry-rotten night table next to your bed, carefully covered in foil. And the dropped rose had been replaced with an elegant black one. It was honestly beautiful but intimidating at the same time. After a swallow, you moved your eyes back to Dennis. "Thank you for the sandwiches. And the rose." You thanked sheepishly. Why did you become so nervous suddenly? "It's uh... really beautiful."

"Well... Patricia recommended me to make the environment a bit more friendlier.." He said after a bit of hesitation. "I mean of course she could have done this as well but.." he set his glasses with a cough "I thought since I also needed to go and buy some things in the city, I did it anyway."

His tone was kind of shaky, but you decided not to disagree. "Well thank you. These roses are really... elegant. It must have been hard to get them."

"It was okay." he responded quickly, not giving you a chance to continue. It could be heard in his tone that he wanted to finish this conversation as soon as possible. Although this was not something that would have stopped you. He was just about to leave the room when you interrupted.

"Also.. thank you for the care. For all the help I got."

"You deserve it." He said turning back and crossing his arms after a minute of silence. "For... not disobeying us. I'm sure you know well that your position could be worse than now. I hope you're grateful to us."

You couldn't respond anything but nod silently.

"Of course we could make you suffer, but.. that wouldn't help us in either way. If you haven't suffered until now then there's no point to do that. Just stay as good as now, and you will feel this place like home until the great day."

You wanted to disagree, to tell him the truth, but you just didn't dare. You didn't want him to feel sorry for you, not to mention that he probably wouldn't even care. To be honest, why would he care? Don't be ridiculous.

Dennis seemed to be a bit more talkative this time and you still had questions. It wasn't sure if you could ask them or not, but.. you had to try. "C-Can I ask something?" You looked at him after an uneasy swallow.

Your keeper leaned against the door still having his arms crossed. "What do you want?"

"I just.." you tried to gather your thoughts because this could be maybe your only chance. "..were you the one who originally.. was leading that.. body?" You asked in a weak voice. You felt that you successfully messed up this question but still hoped that you didn't make him upset or angry. "Just because you're a born leader and strong-minded and all.."

He looked at you, not saying anything which made you feel nervous. Whether this silence meant good or bad, you couldn't decide it. After a minute though, he put his hands into his pockets with a great sigh. "There are 23 personalities in this body. I'm not the original.. none of us are, who you've met. But you'll never meet him. Kevin, he's... weak and sleeping."

"And these personalities... I mean you.. just simply appeared?"

"You ask too many questions, young lady." He snapped with a hidden smile. "But... Let's just say" he started after a bit struggle "that not everyone had a great childhood." You wanted to respond but he didn't let you. "Time's up. I hope you're satisfied. Now I have things to do, so don't bother me." Then he stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.

You lied down on your bed in order to stare the ceiling in the darkness. The things he had said made your heart twist. You wanted to tell him. Oh, you wanted to tell him so badly, that you could understand him better than he would have thought. That it was so familiar feeling to be grown up from a terrible childhood. And your purpose was not to make him feel sorry for you but to make him relieved. You knew you shouldn't have thought about anything like this. It was nonsense. He kidnapped you, humiliated you and his plan was to sacrifice you to some monster. And despite all, you still wanted to help him...

You were out of your mind.

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Familiar sounds hit your ears again. The chatter of the different type of birds, the gentle whisper of the spring wind, even the swash of a near stream: you could hear them clearly. It was the same dream, in the same location with the same two people. Everything was just like in the old times. You were staring at a lying deer in front of you. It was so humiliating, with the begging in its eyes. And you just stared at him with no mercy as you saw it dying. One of the two men praised the other how good his shoot was. After all, it was just a game for you, wasn't it?

A shiver went through your spine as you suddenly woke up. Oh yeah, you fell asleep after your chat with Dennis. With tired eyes, you looked at the direction of the opened door. It was Hedwig who was peeking behind that, staring at you impatiently.

"What are you waiting for? Come with me, I'm gonna show you my room!"

Your heart stopped for a minute to his words. You squeezed your hands into fists and tried to avoid the nervous twist in your stomach.

That was it. Your time has come.

You're gonna get out of here.