Captured (Split Fanfitcion)

Chapter 4

Even after Dennis's action, you kept trying to keep your calm. It was no use of panicking, not to say that maybe it would have made things even worse. You didn't want to know anything about those "punishments". So instead of breaking his rules, you tried to be obedient... and hoped that he doesn't want to do anything nasty with you. Thinking about this made you upset already, so you just shushed these thoughts with a quick head shake.

You were lying on your side on the bed, blankly staring in front of you. For making you feel less uncomfortable after giving your trousers to Dennis, you grabbed your checked flannel shirt and after buttoning it up, you unwind it around your hip for using it as a skirt. You truly hated skirts, but... this was how it was now. You didn't want to let your keeper enjoy your miserable situation. At least you weren't cold since he turned on the heater, you assumed because of you. Huh.. hilarious. Like he would care about you.. Also, you had noticed it before, but there were flowers in pretty glass vases all over the place. Single, elegant red roses. Like you would matter anything to him. But as far as you knew, you were nothing more but a test subject. God knows what he wanted to know by using you, but for one, you were sure that once he gets the information he needs, he'll get rid of you. After all, Hedwig had told you that whatever it is, it'll come for you... You sighed frustratedly. Even if these thoughts upset you, there was no way to not think about them, especially because you basically couldn't do anything in "your room" but think.

For the loud rumble, you squeezed your embrace around your stomach. You were hungry, actually VERY hungry. You haven't eaten since Claire's birthday party and it must have been more than 24 hours already. Probably it's because you upset Dennis on your first day, so he decided that without food he could be more persuasive to you. Actually... he got the point. You would have obeyed him just to get something to eat.. even if this sounded miserable...

You flinched to the noise of high heels that hit your ears. You quickly wanted to sit up, but you froze as soon as you saw the figure standing next to your bed. It was him, your keeper, staring at you with a gentle smile on his face. Assuming because of the clothes he was wearing, it could be Patricia or maybe another individual. His long, light pink, wool blaser was covering his black turtleneck pullover and it ended in the middle of his black skirt's length. He was wearing some kind of silver necklace which reminded you of a jar of dirt. His expression was soft and warm, maybe even caring, but you didn't want to let off your guard. So many extraordinary things had happened around you and you didn't want to get any more bad surprises.

However.. the object he was carrying caught your eyes. It was a plastic plate with food on it. Your stomach rumbled painfully as you were staring desperately the meal.

You were just SO hungry it was almost unbearable.

"Isn't this such a good day Sweetheart? The birds are singing, and the sun is shining brightly. I mean outside of course." The voice reminded you to Patricia so it must have been her who was standing there. "Hm? Is everything alright? You look pale Darling." Her eyes became worried. You guessed that she had just seen your miserable expression. You didn't dare to answer her though, but then your stomach betrayed you by making a loud rumble again. "Oh you must be hungry." she giggled as you sheepishly squeezed your embrace around your stomach. "Poor soul, the Others must have been strict on your keeping. You then surely haven't eaten since you arrived. Here, take one Sweetie."

She handed the plate in front of you suggesting you to grab one of the sandwiches. You hesitated but the urge to eat was too much. You even gave up thinking about the current possibilities. Because of course, she could have easily taken anything into it: drugs or even poisons. But to be honest, you didn't care. You needed to eat.

Although the pleasant taste actually surprised you. It didn't just look but even tasted like an ordinary salami sandwich. Of course, it still could be some kind of drug that expanded its effect later, but well.. it didn't matter anyway.

"Do you like it?" Patricia asked softly. You nodded in response. "Ah good, I put even pepper into it." She winked chuckling "You need to be in good health when the time comes. And the day of the ceremony will be here faster than the long dry period ends in Kenya. It's the end of September. Did you know that around that time thousands of Gnus are wandering towards North-East to search for more humid areas? It's quite interesting, is it not?" She was looking into your eyes, and you didn't dare to break the eye contact, so you just slowly nodded again. "By the way, let me do your hair. I'll make you beautiful in no time." Her fingers touching your cheeks gave you goosebumps but she had an intimidating aura, so you kept obeying her.

"O-okay" you answered timidly.

She smiled at you in response. "That's the spirit" Then she stood up and left the room. Although you almost didn't have any time to even think about your situation, because she appeared in your doorway again. This time she was carrying a hairbrush with herself. She sat down behind you and gently grabbed your hair. You kept back your breath for a minute to stop your shaking. Shivers went down on your spine every time she dragged your hair. "I hope you feel special. Because you are. You are the chosen one."

You bit your lower lip with upset. Sure you must have been special for being chosen to some deadly ritual. You surely didn't have any better purpose in your life.

As hilariously as it sounded.. maybe it was even true...

"I'll put this nice flower into your hair." She whispered from behind you. Then you felt the mild smarting feeling at your temple as she carefully slid the flower into. "See, you're beautiful. Do you like it?" She asked after taking her hands onto your shoulders. You nodded shakily.

"T-Thank you."

"Let me do one more sandwich for you. Come with me to the kitchen."

Standing up, she handed her hand to you. Assuming that you didn't really have a choice here, you took it so she lead you out of your room. That was the second time you saw this room. The first one.. hadn't really been pleasant for you. At least now you weren't in danger.. hopefully. She took out her keys and opened the door. There was a long corridor where you were walking through hand in hand. As you swerved left at the first door, you arrived at the kitchen. There was one more sandwich on the table.

"Sit down, and eat it." You obediently did so while she was staring you from next to the table. "Do you like it? Maybe I'll do even one more" You didn't dare to say 'no' to her, so you just let her do it. She turned on the radio which started playing some Asian music. "I love listening to the Asian men's music. Did you know that it helps the digestion?" Then she opened the fridge from next to her to take out the butter. With a knife, she spread it on the bread. "By the way.. you are a pretty obedient girl. I like that." You just silently looked at her during your meal. "Because you know... this coming event is so important to us. You can't even imagine it!" You dropped the food in fear as she slammed the knife loudly onto the counter. After a great sigh, she continued though "I don't know if anyone had told you about it. Hopefully not."

"But I would like to know some things about it. A-Anything." You said quietly.

"Oh, you would?" She responded without turning towards you. The tension was rising in the air, you could feel it. The intimidating feeling was getting stronger around her as well. Then with a quick turn, she was leaning towards you with the knife in her right hand. "Well, I think you shouldn't be that nosy. What if you know about our ceremony? About us? Those Impures like you, they don't have a chance against us. They never had. And never will." She said slowly and gently like she wouldn't want to wake up an asleep child.

You totally froze, not even dare to swallow. Her aura was terrifying and you knew she could have stabbed you anytime with that knife in her hand. Your breathing was getting faster, you were about to have a panic attack. You should have known that everyone who's in that body has the same goal. And they were so determined that nothing could stop them. Not even murder.

"Oh, you're about to cry, poor soul. Shhh, there's nothing to be afraid of." She continued as softly as it was possible. "Or at least until you keep being a good girl and you give up with being so nosy..." Finally, she straightened leaving some space between the two of you. "Now go to your room." She ordered as she massaged her temples. You used this time to get as far from your keeper as it was possible, and to be honest, her command made you feel relieved. At least your life wasn't on line thanks to her. On the first sight she seemed to be caring, but then she showed her true colors. Obviously you were the one who upset her, it's Your fault, but still... everything was so messed up. Even if you wanted so badly, you couldn't trust anybody. There was no one out there to help.

You quickly stepped into your room, and after shutting the door, you let the darkness make you forget all the bad things again.