You tried to run, .. You wish to leave us. .. Again..
Little purple, do you like being tied up?
I avert my gaze, yanking even harder when he held my chin to bring it back to face his.
If only I wasn't tied up, maybe I could've given a good fight. Or maybe not. ..
Its been weeks and I knew better than anyone how lacking I was in strength when it came to these two.
I stared at the quiet one behind his brother my gaze hardened. If only I had been keen to question him that day for stalking me.. Maybe I could've stopped all this from happening.
I had begged to be released, to be allowed to go see my family and all they could say was .. ." We are your family now."
Shocking... Isn't it? that I wish to go back to the family that doesn't tie me up for trying to leave or gouge my mouth with a damned cloth for hours in a day, and christ! it has been days and my mouth felt so sore. I should've enjoyed the days of a no stuffed mouth instead of plotting and planning and seeking out ways to run.
And so far I hadn't even made it pass the gates.
A day after our very short conversation, I had been released and untied ushered into a room that could probably take care of several homeless people in Kantama, the supplies alone from it's bathroom could feed my family for months if sold right. Seeing the closet though, had made me realize that truly I was being kept by a powerhouse. No one I've seen in Kantama lived like this. Not even the richest of riches I had met. This was a paradise of sorts down here in this hell.
How does one get himself this. Are they underlings to the lord's and kings themselves? She had questioned.
But not long after she had pressed her back to the heavenly bed had she thought how her family was doing... Wether they knew she was being kept... But then with how she'd been discreetly taken away, How could they?.. Maa would be so worried, she'd probably still be searching.
At the thought of that she knew she had to hasten the still forming plan in her mind to get back home before her mom did something as stupid as searching for a hunt squad.
When they'd first released her, she had assumed being a silent and obedient special slave... companion as they claimed her be, would make her kidnappers trust her some. Yes maybe it was stupid but she had seen the obedient slaves on the market get their own kind of special treatment from their master some even take charge of the rest at times.
Surprisingly it had worked, they had not touched her when she politely asked for a little time to adjust.
She even thought her captors this time were very kind. Although she was locked up in her room all the time, she was well fed and not hit.
But she had been brought back from her delusions on her first try to escape. They didn't hit her though, she had only been dragged back to the basement of this huge establishment, she realized that was where she had been kept when she first got here, she was tied and gagged again and no one had come to visit her, her food supply had reduced as though they planned to suck out the energy she planned to ran away with. A few days later, the talker twin who called himself Dan came to see me...
He asked why I had tried to escape,
And I wasn't foolish enough to tell him about my family, they could be a source of several threats or simply put to death.
I didn't dare risk my family's lives...
I had told him then, that I hated being alone in my room, locked up and tacked away as I valued freedom.
The next time I had been released I was given a present, a girl, almost my age, Abigail, that was her name, she had showed me her scars and told me her story too, she was one of our staff.. . Our because now I was being kept by their master.
However her chattering self hadn't stopped me from trying to find my way to my family again. Given the chance to wander the grounds albeit with security also did me some good. This time I marked out the places where there were less security.
But who would've guessed that those were the territories of my companions. That day I had learnt that trashing or fighting in any of their arms was a ridiculous joke.
I had not stopped trying though, even when I had been locked up and tied only to be released for the process to start again.
And two days ago when I heard they had left the building grounds to who knows where, I knew I had another chance to leave... This time I had almost succeeded almost because, I had finally left the castle grounds and yes, the damned building was not a mansion but an entire castle over looking the dirt that was Kantama.
Who were these people?
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....
I couldn't dare to meet his eyes, and I was glad he hadn't forced me to look into his this time. I could feel the deep callouses from old scars as he caressed by cheek. His hands lingering on my close eyelids and I could not stop how they twitched with his touch.
Were they finally at their limit, had I been too careless? Maybe today they'll find one of their treacherous means of interrogation and force me to explain why I wished to escape so badly.
To my pleasant dismay though....
Little purple, are you hungry? I heard Dan's deep and yet cheerful voice. I knew that that was his facade, the face he put on for all others the voice he uses to coerce his investors: Hey listen to me aren't I kind, isn't my voice sweet see, I'm too soft to deceive you I can't harm you, you should trust that, trust what I say. " Maybe some people might have missed the hidden weapon beneath that cheerful almost friendly voice but I couldn't be deceived so easily, I had seen too much and worked too many jobs to be so easily deceived.
Dan's voice had been a variation of things and yet when I heard him ask so sweetly if I was hungry, I couldn't help but feel the slight shiver I had when I knew something horribly terrible was going to happen.
It seemed though, that it was not at all a question as he had framed it to be. Because the next second my hands were being unbound, whatever was used to silence me was also taken away.
"I.. I am not that hungry... "
I dared to speak the words I knew they'd probably ignore...
I couldn't help but try anyway...
However, my luck with their patience seemed to have run out...
"I am sure you are purple... Dan says and this time I could tell his smile wasn't really one.