Slade had woken me from my trembling sleep by a kiss to the forehead.
"Good morning, my to rise- you have to unpack our new home"
I was still groggy from sleep but it hit me like a wall. This man- NO! This monster! Had molested me. He sat there looking at me, a dark gleam in his eyes.
"I want to take a shower." I abruptly stated and stood up. Grabbing my hand he lead me to a dresser and pulled out a shirt and some gym shorts.
"Enjoy." he, i guess tried to purr but it sounded like a lion's rumble.
Walking to the bathroom- secretly flipping him off under the clothes, i found a towel, washcloth, and other necessities i would need. I decided to keep my clothes on while i showered- no doubt he had cameras.
As i got out i took my jogger shirt off and threw on the new one while throwing a towel over my midsection while i pulled off my sweats, then i put my pants on.
"Robin, it is time to clean. Every box is in the correlating room. Please set it up as it was in the previous home. I have to go to work." I hear him call from somewhere in the house. Running to where his voice was, thinking maybe i could find an exit- but he was already gone.
Damn, we'll he shouldn't be gone too long, it's only work.
I had been cleaning and setting everything up in the new office room for a couple hours now, and still no sign of him. No worries, he's probably just working late.
So I'm just going to move on to the kitchen.
This one was much faster, just silverware, plates, and two bottles of water… Weird. No food.
Why wasn't there any consumables anywhere? Just water…It hadn't hit me till i finished every other room that it hit me. oh god no. Please tell me he's not going to be gone for days and let me starve!
I sat there on the couch just writing a short story, it was a kid story-meant to be read to a son or daughter. The story was about a small child who lived in an orphanage. One day, on the way to the orphanage they met a guy who tricked him down the wrong path-a demon.
After the little kid gets in trouble for talking to said man, he met a very kind man- an angel. Finding solace in keeping peace between the two he decided they would be his family.
It was kind of silly, but it was cute. I was very proud of the rounded lines, looking as if a book writer drew it himself!
I was writing the last page when I felt the thickness of sleep set in, before I can do anything else. Next thing I know I feel a rough hand rubbing my shoulder.
"My, my, Dear sweet robin. This is a wonderful story, I would love to one day read it to our child."
"Wha? Whe- where am I?" I gurgle thickly in my nap rebound.
"Robin, wake up my birdie." He cooed into my cheek- leaning into my face.
I push on his face weakly "go 'way. Lemme sleeeeep" I whine.
He lifts his hands in surrender and laughs.
Turning over- I fall back asleep to feel i was lifted and carried somewhere.
I moan as he sets me on the freshly made bed and he falls next to me chuckling. He then starts rubbing my cheek with his hand.