VOTE & COMMENT to keep it going

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Mary spent the rest of the night awake with me, planning our new game. She was prepared to do whatever to save him, and so was I. It was time to play.

Hearing that Moretti was captured lit a deep fire behind Mary's eyes.

Family must be pretty important to the Moretti's.

Part of me wanted to be able to join that family. But for there to be any chance of that happening. I had to get out of these fucking handcuffs.

Morning soon came, or at least I assumed it was morning. There were no windows to the outside world, no sunlight. But the dingy lights down in the basement flickered on.

"Wakey, wakey," Hank teased as he walked down the steps, locking the door solidly behind him. I noticed a keychain he used just before he stuffed it into his pocket. That must open all of these doors. I have to get my hands on it somehow.

Time for the show to begin. I leaned my head down and forced out a fake-yet incredibly convincing sob. This peaked Hank's interest.

"Dollface?" He asked, tentatively. I could tell he wasn't expecting this from me. He definitely was cautious around me.

I looked up at him with a tear-stained face.

And I saw his entire face fall.

I had never cried in front of Hank before. Or anybody for that matter. Even before he changed me, I was numb to feeling such emotion.

And I still wasn't crying now. Not out of sadness, anyways.

Internally, I was laughing as I thought about how I would carve my name into his gums when I was done with him. Laughing so hard that tears welled up in the corner of my eyes.

But he didn't have to know that. Right now I needed to start acting.

"M-My wrists," I whimpered and turned around to show him through the cage.

All night I had pulled and pulled on the cuffs to make the skin look as bruised and bloodied as possible, I needed his sympathy.

Hank spoke, "You poor, little thing."

He still spoke teasingly, but I could tell I was close.

"Cant you please take them off?" I cried, exasperatedly.

Hank bent down to meet my kneeling form. "I don't think so, Killer. I don't think you've learned yet."

I forced more fake tears to come out, completely soaking my face. "Hank. I-I am so," I made my voice crack, "sorry."

He didn't look convinced. Time to crank it up.

I leaned as close as I could to him, pressing myself against the glass, causing his eyes to fall down to my chest. "I won't be bad. I'll be a good girl, I promise."

He finally looked back up to my face. "I'm not sure letting the bitch out of her cage is such a good idea." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Please, I'll do anything."

He smirked as he watched me continue to cry. I knew I had won when I heard the keys jingle once again and the sound of the metal door creaking open.

"Come with me," He spoke, and I began to follow him, looking at the back of his greasy head.

I looked back at Mary, who had been perfectly faking sleep in her bed this entire time, and smirked.

Men were so easy.

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dw in the future i'm planning on writing much longer chapters, rn i'm just setting things up so bear with me baes