You wake up, Blood dripping the pain returned you were strapped in, delirious ,sad. "Ello Poppet!" Ready for another day. You still tasted blood and the tangy,irony,taste was sitting in your mouth,but it wasn't yours.

"Listen, i will make a deal,Poppet" Oliver said. "What is it?" ,he thought for the must cruel thing he could do he looked at me dead serious, cackled and said "If you can Kill your mother i will let you go."

I was crying it stung the cuts and the bruises but i continued, I knew i wanted to be free, but i would have to kill my parents which would leave me with..... him. 

He unstrapped you "Soooooo" he sing-songed. "I'll do it" you say. Your mother looks at youwide eyed and cries and screams and you take the knife you jab very slowly in her chest. She screams and you pull it out quick. She very slowly  passes out. you hit her with the knife in the throat one last time. You drop the knife. You killed your own mother.

"Well since you don't have a mother, I'll do it poppet!!" you blurt out stupidly "What about Mattie and Al?". I looked out at him the same smle plastered on his face "They'll be fine,but how do you know them?" "Lucky guess" you say, looking out at the corpse one last time "Goodbye,sweet angel" you whisper as Oliver closes the door behind you 

Oliver cooks a normal meal,no meat, salad Oh Thank god No more cupcakes force-fed containing yourself. You look around, Oliver suggest a shower and new clothes and you take up the offer. After your shower you used his old shirt he let you borrow. You can't help but wonder what does your mother think of you, a murderer, a psyco. You have snapped you became....him