Milanas PoV

Dylan untied me and changed me into the shorts and baggy top. I was feeling pretty week due to the blood loss.

Dylan had left the room and hadn't bothered to tie me back up. He just left me laying on the bed. I guess he wasn't going to be long but also he knew that I wasn't going to be moving far.

"I know you might me scared but it's okay, he's just paralysed you, he does that sometimes" I told the girl in a calming voice. I wanted to just make her feel a little less scared.

I placed a hand over my stomach and used the other to push me up slightly. I winced in pain but kept going. I started to drag myself over to the side of the bed and began trying to crawl down the side of it. I don't know what I was trying to achieve but before I knew it Dylan was back in the room.

I herd the pause in his footsteps before he came storming over to me. He grabbed hold of my hair and pulled it up

"Give it up" he growled though gritted teeth and pulled me back into the bed. I hissed in pain but he ignored me and walked over to the girl. He grabbed hold of her hair and lifted up her head

"I'm Dylan, that is milana, now sweetheart in a few hours me and you will be putting on a little show for milana, just to show her what I'm capable off becuase right now she's being a bad doll" he said to her, I could hear the anger in his voice but it was covered my that tone. That time where it sounds like he's caring for her. That sick fucking tone

What the fuck did he mean by 'putting on a show'. I know that he had something sinister in mind and that honestly scared me.

Dylan let go of her hair and her face when flying back to the ground and I hard it crack on the floor. I cringed thinking of the pain that would have caused.

Dylan then came over to the bed. I shuffled back

"Why don't you scream?" He asked. Coming close to my face "Why don't you scream like the others"

I didn't understand what he meant. I mean I did scream. I just stopped because I didn't want to upset him. I also didn't see how screaming would help the situation. I don't scream because I'm scared.

Dylan's seemed angered so I decided to answer him because I didn't know what he would do to me if I didn't

"Because I'm scared" I whispered. I knew he'd like that answer. He wanted to scared me.

He needed to scared me.

"Why do you run then, if your too afraid to scream why run" he sounded genuinely curious and backed away from my face "they just screamed and fought but never ran" I could feel his eyes burning into my eyes but I still avoided eye contact

"Because I'm scared" I replied with again. It was true though. I ran to get away because I was scared

Dylan's PoV

I'm scared too

Milanas pov

Dylan went silent for a second

"Aren't we all" I herd him mutter but he quickly shook it off "you should he scared" he said, trying to cover up what he previously let out.

Humm. That made me wonder. Did that mean he was scared? Or did he mean something else. I didn't know. Dylan lifted up his hand and placed it on my cheek and ran it down a little

Dylan's pov

Out of them all, she looked the most like her. I knew that she was the one from the start. I needed to be more careful with her, can't have another broken doll, especially when she's An exact replica.