Chapter three
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'Wake me up...
Stop my dreaming,
This shouldn't be real...
This can't be real,
This isn't real!'
-------------"Eat your food, Bête."
"No."
"EAT. YOUR. FOOD."
"No! I'm not eating the raw eggs OR the raw hamburger!"
"You will, ...ange...or I will make you."
With hesitation, I lift the smallest bite of pink hamburger to my lips.
"EAT." Darley hisses.
I shut my eyes tightly, part my lips, insert the disgusting substance, and swallow. (Chewing isn't an option.)
"Oh, such a good boy...." Darley smiles wickedly, "You deserve to have a drink." She breaks the egg into a juice glass and then mixes in a little of something that smells awful. When she's done swirling it like a precious brew, she slides the glass over to me. "Drink it." There's no way to get out of it. She's hovering inches from my face, broom in hand, ready to beat me unconscious. I take a sip.
"DRINK IT ALL!" she shoves the bottom of the glass up and practically into my mouth, trying go get all the liquid down my throat.
'Breathe, Mitsuru...' I tell myself. 'She only put a little ammonia in it this time. You can handle this...'
She smiles, orders me to clean up the mess I made, and leaves.
...Damn her mother fucking soul all the way to hell!
I didn't even DO anything this time!
...She's treating me like her doll...a puppet...
...And I hate her for it!
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Game three: You scream, I'm beat
The Rules: You must stumble upon one of the GIRLS in a bad mood. Do NOT make eye contact.
Step one: GIRL must find herself alone with you
Step two: GIRL starts screaming at the top of her lungs ("Ms. Eloise! He touched me! The BEAST TOUCHED my privates!")
Step three: CARETAKER storms into the room, broom in hand
Step four: CARETAKER 'rescues' the said GIRL, then locks herself in a room with you
Step five: CARETAKER beats you in your 'sensitive' area until she is satisfied, then leaves
Step six: Urinate blood for at least a week
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"Rain, rain, go away! Come again some other day!" The GIRLS sing as they jump-rope in the play room.
'Rain, rain, come and play...fill this house, all the way...' I sing mockingly in my head while imaging everyone drowning.
I'm washing the windows again so I can't get in trouble if Ms. Eloise Devil...(I mean, 'Darley') catches me without work to do. Up and down, left to right, not in circles. Over and over and over, they must SHINE. Up and down, up and down, up and down, up and---
"Hello."
I spin around to see who is talking to me. To my surprise, it is one of the girls who doesn't live here, but visits often. I keep my guard up.
"What do you want?" I growl at her. She shrugs.
"You never come play with us. I was just wondering why."
"I'm not allowed to."
"Why not?"
"Ms. Darley says I can't."
"Ms. Darley?"
Crap...I forgot the GIRLS call her 'Ms. Eloise.' I look around to make sure she's not within hearing distance, then barely whisper "Eloise Darley; Ms. Eloise," afraid of what she would do to me if she knew I called her by her first name.
"Oh." the girl looks at her feet for a second, then back at me. "You look hungry. Did you miss lunch?"
"No...I...just got done eating." (I wasn't willing to mention it was raw meat and ammonia-eggs.)
She gave me a questionable look, then shook it off. "I've never seen hair that color before...Are you from America?"
"No. I was born and raised HERE, in Japan. Whats with all the questions? Better yet, whats with YOUR hair?"
She smiles. "I'm from here too! ...And I don't know why my hair is blonde, it just is."
Lightning illuminates the darkened hallway where we stand, quickly followed by the roar of thunder booming against the thick-glass windows. I flinch at the sound, then come back to reality.
"You need to go. NOW, before Darley sees you around me."
I put my hands on her shoulders and push her back into the playroom. "But why?!" she squeals before I shut the door, blocking her from the hallway, away from danger.
The wind picks up, thrashing the trees against the side of the house. I stumble back to the windowsill so I can stare at my reflection.
'Why was that girl treating me like a real person...?'
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AN: Yes, I know Mahiru wasn't a part of Mitsuru's childhood. Work with me a little, okay?
My thanks to:
dark-wolf-soulx
psychedelic aya
Saiyuki-Lvr
Miko-Hime
and sorakeyblader03 for reviewing the last chapter!
Quick note:
'Ange' means 'sweetie' (Darley said it out of sarcasm)
I tried to make this chapter a bit longer, I hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! Please review!
(and if I missed any errors, I'll fix them as soon as I can.)