No words was said as I sat on the ground, he didn't move nor talk. Probably realizing his mistake hopefully, he once said he didn't want to touch me in any sexual way yet he did this.

Yet I did this.

Seconds pass when I heard the click of my chains being pulled, I was numb to what he was doing. Almost frightening that he made no sound of movement.

A lowly sighed pass from his lips "what the fuck am I doing" he said mumbled almost inaudible followed by a curse, he suddenly took me in his arms bringing me in the bathroom. Tossing me in the bath, memories flashed of him almost killing me the last time he was in here with me.

I held my breath awaiting his action. Yet he only turn on the bath and walked out.

A five minute later he came back in a shorts placing a towel down on the counter, turning the water off. I was surprised at this action stiffly looking at him but he didn't meet my eyes.

"Don't take this lightly" he whisperd taking my wet clothes off "I'm only doing this for tonight, be happy I'm not slamming your head against the wall" he goes off saying, putting soap on the ragged scrubbing away the dirt from my skin.

What was he saying, I couldn't hear a word convince I was seeing his twin, his actions only left me scared and baffled.

"With you sucking dick like that only confirm my suspisions" a small laugh followed, he held tightly on my arm forcing my eyes to meet his "how many times have I got to carved into your skin" he yelled in my face his eyes only shining with dark intention.

"Must I kill every fucker to have you listen" he said in a whisper as if talking to himself. He was only scaring me me worse than before.

"Hey don't be like that, I'm calm" he said in an unconvincing tone, mostly to himself. I was shivering moving backwards, getting closer to the wall.

I didn't trust anything he said for the past year he break me down why his he confusing me why is he playing mind games. A mind game of no point, his mix personality leaving bad feelings than good.

It got silent again, I seem to love the silence. For all the fuzzy sights I had nothing to say. No words to say of what happen minutes ago held me by the throat of disgusts.

Saving someone who wouldn't save me.

I'm selfish

He wrap me in a towel, taking me once again in his arms. A place I will never find comforting, walking closer to the bed where he placed me.

I scanned the room seeing the body of the girl now gone, a gut feeling told me they got rid of her. Or she was already dead even before I step in to help.

I frown at the thought watching his movement as he walked to his closet, I took a moment to look over his body. He was a scuplture of well defined muscles, scanned up to his head of hair laying gracefully on the nap of his head tempting anyone to run a hand through.

I shook my head.

I directed my hate to myself am I going crazy checking out the very man who took me for his sick obsession, tainting my innocence. I shook my head again looking down at my hands.

Not sure of my thoughts anymore.

He tossed one of his t-shirt at me, taking me from my lost mind, before walking out the room.

I was left alone.

>^<

I was awaken from my somewhat peaceful slumber, the door opening having my intention. I look beside me seeing noone he wasn't here 'how strange' then it hit me.

'Business trip'

But the thought vanish it may be disbelief but then again I didn't know the time nor the year we were in. Keeping away from the world like a lost soul. I was only fooling myself

I got up holding the covers over my body ready for anyone that entered. Suddenly the noise came to a halt everything seeming it became vivid clear as like a bomb went off in my head same as the door came flying off its hinges.

A blood curling scream escape my mouth a dark figure standing in the open frame. My head felt light headed had I been transfer in a horror movie.

But my screaming suddenly stop when a hand held tightly around my mouth. Rough hand squeezing to no advil of releasing my mouth. Blinded with tears, I try pushing my body backwards trying to release myself.

"God dammit, would you shut up" his hiss words sounded in a heavy whisper, staring down at me with annoyance lingering in his eyes.

Did it have to be him. I felt myself breaking even more scared at he wanted and what he was most likely thinking. My legs thrash a worthless effort but his hiss of pain brought my freedom.

I ran off the bed picking the closest thing to a weapon I could find. "Don't come any further" I said a fooling voice of strength. I held the umbrella firmly in my grip, pointing it's tip at him. Daring him to take another step.

He only rolled his eyes, his mocking brown just as his brother's. "Put that down, your doing more harm to yourself than anything you expected" he said lowly but with caution in his words. I hated that he was right but that didn't stop me from keeping my defense up even more.

"I'm not gonna hurt you" he said putting up his hands in surrender while taking a step closer. I saw his movement pushing the tip even more to him.

"Oh yeah says the person who kick down a door" I said he looked almost guiltly.

"Look I'm sorry okay how you expect me to enter a room heavily locked like this" he mumbled the last part looking at the room laying on the ground. I could only roll my eyes 'very convincing'

All of a sudden we could hear footsteps, shuffling.

"I have no time for this shit" he said taking a threatening step forward, not caring about my weapon anymore.

"I'll take that" he took it before I could even blink "a lady like you can't handle something like this" I was baffled at his playful tone.

It felt almost normal, I don't dare trust it.

His sly grin fell from his face scaring me when he turned a serious eye at me.

"I want you to follow me no question ask" he reached for my arm not caring for the dumbfounded look on my face. 

Like a lamb I allow myself to get pulled out of the room. The hall was silent wasn't a normal at the late hour of the night. The chill wind caressing my expose skin, but where his arm held was heated.

Nothing could tell me at this moment why I allow myself to be pulled along.

My eyes glance at his back, his attire blending in with the night, almost has camouflage.

He grumbled under his breath holding against the wall checking for anyone coming this way. I didn't question his action nor did I care to it, it was a gut feeling to just go.

He began to move cautiously.

"Lets go" he tugged at my hand heading down the errie hall leading pass the dinner hall. I almost had a heart attack at the shadow moving ahead of us comes in view.