Captured (Split Fanfitcion)

Chapter 15

Dennis recommended a place where the two of you could go to. To be honest, as hilariously as it sounded, you were not really willing to leave this basement, a sudden anxiety has taken over you. Maybe deep inside, you were afraid of the fact that if people find out that you're not missing and alive, they'll make a scene about it. The police must have been seeking for you, right? After all, you've been missing for more than a week. And... well if they make a scene about you, your uncle will appear eventually as well. You really, really didn't want to face with him. At least not yet...

Fortunately, after getting back your old clothes that Dennis had taken away, they lifted up your self-esteem too. The guy invited you to his working room to have a place to change while he disappeared into the kitchen after offering to make food for both of you. Being alone in his room made your nerves gather again. It was actually weird not to feel the danger behind every corner. Thought you weren't able to trust him yet because of.. obvious reasons, but for once, he seemed to be more sincere since he got to know that you were "Pure" as well.

Since there was a mirror in the room, you decided to check yourself after putting up your old stuff. To be honest it was kind of weird to wear jeans and layered clothes after your forced stay, and actually, seeing yourself as your "old self", made your stomach twist. You looked so normal.. so average... like nothing had happened. Well.. not that you wouldn't have done similarly before this all kidnapping mess. With all your might you tried to hide your past by isolating yourself from the others. And let's just say it worked pretty well. But now it was looking like maybe faith wanted to do something else with you.

Having a deep breath, you decided to look for the man, so you headed straight to the kitchen. He was there, cutting the sandwiches in half that he had been making. However, his aura.. it felt somehow different. He was humming a quiet tune while preparing the meal. You were so sure that he was not Dennis. As he turned to you, the familiar expression of his made you realize that it was Patricia who you were facing.

"Dennis asked me to make something for you before you leave." She smiled at you gently while pointing to the table "C'mon, sit down, sit down!"

Remembering the last lunchtime with her made your stomach being squeezed. They were.. not really great memories. Once again the unpleasant feeling appeared just after you were pretty sure it had disappeared finally. She stayed intimidating in your eyes no matter what kind of deal you and Dennis had made... you just simply couldn't trust her. Since you didn't dare to say 'no' to her, after sitting down to the furniture, you slowly started eating the fresh-made sandwich, not taking away your eyes of the woman. Patricia sat down next to you after a sigh, clasping of her fingers while watching at you. Her struggling could be seen as she was hesitating what to say.

"I would like to apologize Sweetheart. For what I did, for scaring you, for threatening you. For everything." She said finally in a soft voice.

"Why would you do that?" You frowned.

"It's simple Darling. You're Pure which means you're not an enemy. We should ally not continuing this war."

Looking away quietly, you started thinking about what she'd said. Everyone in this goddamn place used this "Pure" and I "Impure" term. You weren't sure, but they must have meant something like.. those who had only happy and great life were the Impures while the others like you were the Pures. Because remember, Dennis started calling you Pure after seeing your scars on your stomach. This should make sense.. right?

You didn't want to disagree with her. Finally, she wanted to be on your side, so... you should have appreciated that. Also, you were too exhausted to start a fight where most likely you would have got out as a loser. "It's okay. The apology is accepted." You said firmly.

She chuckled softly at your answer "I know that you didn't mean it sincerely. You couldn't, it would be really naive of you. But I'll take it for now. You'll see that I'm not a bad person. I only did everything for a better good." You tried not to turn around your eyes too visibly. Of course, it was barely impossible to believe her. Killing people for better good.. you were not okay with this bullshit. "Dennis too... You will see, that he only wants the best for us, and now that he knows you're Pure yo-" she started but in a second, her expression changed into a more serious one. You knew it was not Patricia anymore.

The man carefully took out his glasses and swept it with his orange handkerchief. You didn't let out any noise just looked as he was quietly doing his thing. After setting back of his glasses and clear his throat, you noticed that Dennis was sitting again on your side. "Patricia wanted to talk to you a little bit, but we both should leave soon. I'm pretty sure his place causing you depressive thoughts after all." He said looking away a bit frustratedly. You wondered why he was behaving like this. Maybe he didn't really want the woman to say something so he took over the light instead. But you were grateful for his help, so you decided not to ask anything that might have made him more stressed.

"Okay.." you nodded and with a bit of hesitation you also added "Thank you for the sandwiches by the way."

"Don't thank me, it's the least that I could do." He gave you a faded smile.

His smile again, it gave you a funny feeling, but you tried to muffle it, at least for now. You had more important things to do. You were not sure though, where did you want to go, and who could help your problem, but for once, you wanted to trust Dennis...

Just why did you have to be like this...

After eating the meal, the guy looked at you with his eyes asking whether you were ready. Understanding what he tried to say, you nodded.

"Let's go then."

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For both of your acceptation, you chose to go in narrow streets, to isolate yourself of the other inhabitants. You guessed that neither of you wanted to really reveal this whole thing, because.. you could never know who you could pass by in this little town.

Not to mention that before you turned to walk through some more hidden places, you saw a poster as you were passing by. There was your photo printed on it, saying: "Missing girl, 19-year-old, last seen at Raymond Central on 11th October. If you've seen her please call us: xx-xx-xxx-xxxx" You quickly turned away with heavy heart and twisted stomach. It must have been your uncle who'd done that. And even the thought of going back to him made you sick. You were not going back there. After seeing your reaction, Dennis recommended you to chose the alleyways instead. You were kind of grateful for him because of that.

To break the almost uncomfortable silence between the two of you "So.." you started quietly. He looked at you breaking his previous stare at the ground. "You didn't really explain who we're going to meet."

"Didn't I? Well, she's called Dr. Fletcher." He answered briefly. The name made your eyes widen.

"That Dr. Fletcher?!"

"Do you know her..?"

"Uhm..." you hesitated whether you should tell him about your 'stalking'. Well, actually he couldn't really do anything with it at this point. "I heard about her from the videos."

"What kind of videos?" He frowned.

"Uhmm.." you scratched the back of your head nervously "You know those messages that you all made. For example, Barry was talking about her in the whole time."

"I see.." he commented thoughtfully but then realized something. "Wait a minute. Did you watch the whole video that Barry made?" He looked at you confusedly.

You felt where this could go, and you didn't really like it. "Y-yeah."

"So then you knew where to find the keys..."

Yup, he guessed it. At least not that it would matter now anyway. "Well... I mean.. I had to open that door somehow." you answered sheepishly with a small shrug.

His strict expression softened into a smirk to your response "Smart girl. Even if it sounded better not knowing that you tried to escape from me."

You chuckled quietly. Why were you acting like this? You two were joking about all of this like you'd been spending an awesome time in that basement. No, you had not. Then why didn't you feel bad at all...?

"So.." you started finally "Why are we going to meet her?"

"She has been the one and only supporter of ours for a while now. And basically, she was there when we needed help. I thought that she could help us out once again."

You looked at him, frowning with a confused look. "Do you want to ask her to give me a room for some days? T-There's no way she would let me in. Also, I don't have money that I could give her in exchange."

"She'll let you stay there. Because she'll pity you for sure."

Your eyes widened for a minute "B-But then.." you started but lowered your voice until he couldn't hear you.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to tell her this.. all that happened? She'll call the police!" You discredited.

Dennis though, he only started smiling, even if you could feel a bit nerves in his voice. "She won't, she hadn't betrayed us until now and-"

"Dennis what you'd done is illegal!" you interrupted him worriedly then continued shyly, fearing about the possibility that someone might be listening. "Y-You can't just kidnap people a-and sacrifice them for whatever good that you say! If anyone knows this they'll get you into jail!"

"And why do you exactly care?" He frowned at you with crossed arms.

You looked at him, swallowing nervously. Yeah, he was right.. why did you care? It was not your problem if he got into jail. What he'd done was wrong and he should pay for it. But still...

"Honestly? I don't know." you smiled at him bitterly. His expression softened after seeing yours. Looking down at the floor you started thinking silently. There were some things that you wanted to say but you just couldn't find the right words. So instead he was the one who started talking again.

"You won't have to do anything, just leave it to me. And.."

You looked back at him, and this was when you saw his serious expression in his eyes. "And?"

"I know it's too soon to ask something like this... But for once, trust me."

Without thinking and hesitating, you nodded.

Still not showing any will to change huh? Trying not to fall into the gap when you close your eyes on purpose. You said that no one can manipulate you anymore. Still, now you're willing to trust that person who you should avoid the most. Don't even try to tell anyone that you're not a stupid naïve girl.

.

Because you were.