World Upside-down

Alternate Personality

Landon's point of view.

Things have been going better than expected. She doesn't suspect a thing. I can't wait to get her right where I want her. She will fall in love with me and then we will live happily ever after. I'll make the switch and finally be in control, once and for all! I just left her in her room. It's so nice to finally have her awake again. It was getting Lonely in here. She was in a coma for weeks after out last session. I thought she was going to die. We were going to die. I can't have that. I went out earlier today to get her scissors, but I can't risk giving them to her right away, she might get a wild hair up her ass and do something stupid. I've been slowly getting into her head. The memory blocker I gave her did just the trick, but if I suspect she's getting her memories back again, I will be forced to give her the max dose again, but then I'll be back tracking and back to the beginning yet again. Damnit. We've been through this for years. I've had her since she was 14. Man she was pitiful, all alone on the street, begging for food. I was 18 at the time, Thats still young for my kind, starting college to become a doctor. Pretending to be something I'm not. I'd been waiting for someone like her. She was sick, and dirty. I contemplated taking her back to my mansion, but I couldn't risk them finding out, so I've been renting out an old run-down medical warehouse. All I wanted to do was make her better. With me in control I can do that. I wanted to be the one to do it. I had to be. To be her hero, the one who fixed her. I tried every experiment I could on her to break her. It wasn't until she turned 18 two months ago that I realized I was actually in love with her. This girl was beautiful. Not she's a shell. How could I do this to her? I've erased years off her life, yet still she ages. A pity really, if the little b***h would have just behaved, this wouldn't be necessary.

I return to her room to collect her food tray, I hand her the scissors and quickly leave again. This is the first time she's ever cared about her appearance. I wonder what's changed this time, but no matter. The fact that she cares means something has changed, and I'm all for it.

As the years have gone by I have worked on the warehouse, disguising every room differently, making it appear nice so when she's finally ready. she will think this is a good thing. When I finally let her be free, that is, she will think I've built her an empire. Now I know what you're thinking. I'm just some creep who kidnapped a child and is holding her hostage. Torturing her. That might be true, but I did it for her own good. You don't understand. The life she had before, she would be dead. She was dirty, malnourished. Nobody wanted her. I saved her. Now she has her own castle, and I can provide her with anything and everything she has ever wanted. I know what she wants. It's all here, inside her head. Things she doesn't think I know. Things she doesn't want me to know. I know everything. Well almost everything. There's still a few walls I need to break down, but I'm working on them, and they are crumbling, slowly. Every single day I get closer to my goal. Total control.

Right now, she is in a plane room, nothing but a bed and bathroom with minimal supplies. I couldn't risk her trying to hurt herself in the process of breaking her. Tomorrow she moves into her new room. I'm going to surprise her. I have to blind fold her to get her there, but it will be worth it. She's still in the unfinished part of the warehouse. I've tried taking her out before, but she fought me, so I had to start the process all over again, but this time I feel like she's ready. This time is different. She's different.

Her new room has everything she needs. She has a princess bed. Purple tulle hangs down from the bed frame, Royal purple satin bedsheets, pillow covers, and comforter. Extra Pillows of various sizes. The mattress is memory foam, so it can mold to her body perfectly. There's a chandelier hanging from the ceiling over her bed with crystals cascading down like waterfalls. I put a vanity with a big mirror, and a new armoire next to the "window" in there that's filled with beautiful dresses, brand-new clothes and shoes. Whatever she wants, she gets. She even has her very own bathroom. It's filled with new toiletries, a new brush, toothpaste and toothbrush waiting for her. Strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner. Lavender soap and lotion to relax her. I need her to be calm.

When she exits the room there is a beautiful sitting room, complete with a TV, couch, entertainment center, and bookshelf stocked with every kind of book she could ever want to read. To the left a kitchen, everything brand new, open, with a beautiful wooden table. To the right is my bedroom. Going straight through the sitting room you get to a hallway with a workout room through the first door. I have installed animated windows so that way it appears that we have natural light and views from outside. Motion activated so she doesn't suspect they are fake. If she wants to expand on our little heaven, there's more rooms to do so, so I left them blank for her. The only thing I've done is install hardwood floors to make it look more natural.

Sleep, sleep now, my little princess, for tomorrow the excitement begins.