He thinks I'm feisty. I can't help but feel proud that he thought that. I watch as he gets back to the horses and rides off. I don't want to look at the killer that I'm standing next to. I can't bring myself to do it.

"Come one," He says, taking my wrist in his hand pulling me towards the mansion that was in front of me.

I should run, I'm going to run I think. I look around, I can faintly see the outline of a town. I can make it there. I was always a fast runner. I was always able to beat my brother, surely I could beat him. Then once I reached the town I could hide in some store and look for help.

His grip was loose on me as he approached the big gates that separated the rest of the world from the mansion. This could be my last chance. I'm going to do it.

I pulled my hand out of his grip and started sprinting. I thought I heard him laugh. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins. I almost felt relieved when he didn't catch me at first but soon I felt his hands grip my waist and pull me into him. I froze, stupid,stupid,stupid. I was dead,I knew I was dead. He leaned his head down putting his lip right next to my ear.

"Nice try darling, but it's not that easy to escape." He let go of my waist and grabbed my upper arm firmly now and dragged me to the mansion. He hasn't killed me, I was still alive.

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He dragged me into the house and I couldn't help but look around in amazement. It looked like we are in some huge castle. I can't help but think about my home. Maybe my dad decided he would give me a second chance, maybe he would come and try to save me, maybe he knew were I was but I doubt it. I look around and take in my surroundings,everything is white, the walls, the chandelier that hangs above (Of course not the candles, but still). The stairs are also white and I notice that they lead up to a hallway with a lot of doors. There was a big opening to the side that looked like it led to a dining room. Even though I lived in a castle my whole life this was still pretty neat to see.

I quickly shook myself out of it though as I realized that I probably would probably die in this house.

"Pretty Isn't It?" He asked. I could feel him looking at me but I was frozen in fear. Was he trying to trick me or something?

"No it looks horrid." I state. I don't know where I got the bravery to say that but I did anyway and I expected him to snap my neck right there but he only let out a deep laugh. I was surprised but I didn't let it show.

"Here i'll show you to your room," He said. My room? I don't know what i was expecting but it wasn't this. I was expecting to maybe sleep on a floor somewhere.

I heard the click of him locking the front door behind me. He let go of my wrist and I was left watching him walking towards the stairs.

I didn't want to follow. He would probably lock me in a room and starve me like my parents did. I shuddered at the thought. I looked back at the front door to see if there was any possible way to unlock it but of course it looked like you needed a key.

As he started to ascend the steps he looked over at me. He smirked as he noticed my fear.

"Don't worry,"He said. "I won't hurt you." I almost laughed. He WON'T hurt me, I wanted to believe him but I knew I couldn't.

I slowly walked forward and once he saw I was coming he continued up the stairs. I tried to keep my distance but it was a little hard since he was waiting for me at the top. Once I reached the top he put a hand on the small of my back making me instantly flinch.

I wanted to remove his hand but I didn't know what he would do if I did. He led me down a winding hallway and finally stopped at one of the many doors. It opened to reveal a room with eggshell white walls. There was a queen size bed and a vanity mirror to the beds left. As I looked around I saw another door that might lead to some sort of bathroom. Otherwise the room was pretty bare. There were no windows at all which made the room seem a little less comforting.

I furrowed my brow. He must have opened the wrong door, why would he even give me a room? Why wouldn't he just let me sleep on the floor? I mean there were a lot of rooms so they must be easily confused.

"Are you going to go in?'' I heard his voice from behind me. It had not been a mistake, this was my room. I turned back to him and for the first time making eye contact with him. His green eyes stared back at me. This time he broke eye contact as he looked down at his feet.

"A maid will bring you dinner. You probably won't see much of me but feel free to explore the house as much as you want and ask me if you find you need something," I looked back to see a smirk on his face and with that he closed the door and I heard his footsteps fading away. Why was he smirking again?

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. It hadn't been a trick, he wasnt going to kill me...yet. I went to the door to check if it was unlocked. When I successfully was able to open and close it I relaxed a little. I wondered what he wanted with me. I went to sit down on the bed. The sheets were so soft against my bare legs.

He must be tricking me, I mean he wants me to feel comfortable so then I will be easier to kill. He did buy me for 200,000 dollars. So it does make sense that he wanted to have fun first? I want to throw up at the thought.

I go up to the door I saw earlier. When I open it I see a full bathroom,a tub, a shower, and a toilet, with two sinks. There are no soaps though so I won't really be able to wash myself. I walk out again and go sit at the vanity. I open the doors up on it but there is nothing there. Great, I have nothing, I don't have any clothes either except for this stupid dress.

He must have known I needed these things and that was why he had smirked when he was leaving. I'm not going to ask him though, I hope I don't have to see him again even though that will probably be difficult because I am living in his house now. I decided to just ask the maid when she comes.

I twiddle my thumbs until the maid finally comes in with a tray with a piece of bread and what looks like some sort of soup. I might have been tired of soup but I should be happy that I even got any food. I also see a glass filled with water.

I watch the maid as she brings it in,she has gray hair with pale wrinkly skin. She is wearing a plain gray dress. She looks at me and smiles,"Here you go dear." She says as she sets the plate in front of me.

"Is there anything else I can get you?"She asks.

"Umm...I was wondering if I would have any clothes to wear as I stay here or any soaps to clean myself?'' I ask a little nervously. I mentally slap myself why should I even ask, I am basically a prisoner here.

"I can't tell you," She states sadly,"I'll go get Master and send him up."

"No!"I say to quickly."I'm fine actually."

She furrows her brow,"Are you sure?"

"Umm...yes."

"If you say so, I'll be back here in the morning if you need anything." At that she exits the room. I eat the food not really caring if it's poisoned, I mean I never really did. Of course she can't get me clothes or soap. What am I going to do now? There's no way I'm going to go up to that killer and ask for anything. I just need to be grateful that I'm alive.

I make my way over to my bed and slowly settle in but I can't find it in me to go to sleep. I just end up staring at the ceiling. A knock comes at the door. I'm scared at first but then I think that it's probably the maid coming to get the tray.

"Come in,"I say as I stare at the door worriedly. Of course when the door opens I see the killer. My blood runs cold as he looks at me in my bed. I quickly sat up, had he decided to kill me? It has started to get darker out and I'm not able to see him clearly but I do see his teeth glinting in the moonlight as he smiles wickedly at me.

I immediately sink back into my bed. I wanted to pull the covers up over my head but I didn't want him to try anything.

"What do you want?" I say. My voice is quiet.

"The maid told me you needed something." He said. Oh great, I should have guessed she would go right to him.

"I-I don't think I need anything,"I say. I know I do though because he narrows his eyes at me and steps forward. I want to bolt right out of bed, run into the bathroom and slam the door but I think he would be able to catch me.

"You're making this harder on yourself." I watch as he takes a few more steps and is standing over me in my bed. When did he get so tall?

"Tell me what you need and you can go back to sleeping."

"I... need-" but I don't continue as I look away from him and at the ceiling. He reaches out and gently holds my chin and turns me to face him. That contact makes me flinch but I don't fight since I know there is no point.

"You need to tell me what you need. Okay?"

"I need clothes and soap and some other stuff," I quickly blurt out.

"Some other stuff?" He says as he quirked an eyebrow at me. My face flushes red as I don't want to tell him about the feminine products that I need.

"I'll take you shopping in the morning tomorrow since you don't want to tell me everything." If we go shopping that means I could get someone's attention and maybe they can help me get away from him.

"Don't think about running or hiding though,"He narrows his eyes at me."You would be pretty easy to find."

He leaves, closing the door behind him.

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