I haven't seen Brahms after our fight in the library, it's like we are back at the beginning when it was just me and doll Brahms well doll Brahms is somewhere in the house I don't know where Brahms took him when I was busy escaping I think. Right now I am in the living room reading some random book from the library, something that is not poetry since Brahms only let me read those with him since they were his favorite, hate to admit but the silence is killing me Brahms didn't talk much but his presence was enough to kill the silence should I look for him? Well the fight did start when he didn't wanna do something else then the rules told us to do, I know they are sacred to him or something but hell this man is around his 30's and still follows the rules his mother made when he was 8 after the accident, maybe he is still in trauma and this is his way of dealing or its to make his mother proud of him for not causing trouble who knows why he isn't here to answer me and doing another escape round is not something on my to do list so waiting is the only option for me right now or... The walls.

The hole in the wall has been sealed with a wooden panel, grabbing one of the upper cornors I give it one big pull and get launched backwards having the panel fall on top of me hitting my head, a groan escapes my lips my hand reaches my forehead hishing when I touch a certain spot on my head I look back to my hand and see blood "Great just great, looking for a man who is keeping me hostage in a house and getting almost killed by a panel when I try to search for him, just my luck." I stand back up and make my way to the hole in the wall taking slow steps inside to be met with the same smell I smelled the other day on Brahms, I still don't know where what is so I guess I'll just have to walk around and hope that I'll find him.

It's a fact I suck at navigating... Oh man I have been walking for more then a hour and every wall looks the same I am never getting out of here alive am I? How did I get out here its a damn maze and somewhere inside this maze is a crazy psycho with a lot of issues it couldn't get any worse.

Finaly after what seemed like forever I see a door in the distance light is coming from it, making my way to the door I press my ear against the door hoping to hear any sign if Brahms but its dead silent in there, my hand reaches the door handle and I twist it open to find myself back at the room what I guessed to be Brahms his hideout room, the lights are on but no sign of Brahms anywhere maybe he left before I came in.. This time I can look around more clearly then the other night when he was chasing me like a cat after a mouse, everything seems to loon the same of what I can remember the only thing not being there was the doll on his bed looking a lot like me it freaked me out when I saw it but I didn't pay much attention to because of the situation I was in.

Deep in my thoughts I don't notice the door behind me being opened and a masked man stepping into the room only when he puts his arms around me and putting his head in the crook of my neck is when I stop thinking and just stand there waiting for him to speak, after sometime it doesn't seem that he will be the first to talk so I take the first step "I am sorry for yelling at you the other day, I didn't think the rules meant that much to you." A sigh leaves his mouth and he pulls away from the embrace taking the warmt with him "I am sorry to for yelling you tried to help me." he turns me around making me face him he is wearing cleaner clothes then when we met and he showerd like I tried to have him do when we were reading and before he stormed off in his rage I am staring to long at his face (well his mask) before I hear a soft chuckle come from him making me turn around to hide the slight blush that made its way onto my face, before I can turn around and look or talk to him he grabs my hand and leads me to his bed confused I look at him and he just points at the bed not knowing what he will do if I refuse I obey and get on the bed and lay down he soon follows and lays next to me, the bed not being big like the one I have been sleeping in the past time I have been here facing the wall a hand touches my should Making me lay on my back looking to my side our faces almost touch and I quickly turn my head back to look at the ceiling. 5 minutes or so have gone by with us laying on our back and looking at the ceiling it's only after Brahms turns on his side facing me and putting his arm around me is when I also turn and face him our noses barely touching us just looking at each other for what seems like hours it's when a sudden drowsiness takes over and I slowly fall asleep in Brahms his embrace and warmth but right before darkness takes over I hear a soft "Goodnight beautiful Y/N." and then everything goes dark and sleep takes over.