CHAPTER 6

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AN:
DragonFlame27 – Thank you for the review! And I do know that it's not possible to clone people like this… I was a little spooked about writing it. But I thought that for the purpose of this story, we could pretend it's possible!

AN2:
Yeah… maybe a little goofy, but I actually thought Lyle would be one of the good guys in this story! I like him that way!

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ABOUT FOUR HOURS LATER.
THE BOAT.

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Miss Parker was sitting on the bed, leaning her back against the wall. She had the blanket wrapped tightly around her cold body. Suddenly Jarod entered the room. He had a smug smile on his lips. "You know, there's one thing about you that I don't like," he said. Miss Parker looked at him wearily.

Jarod didn't wait for her to talk. "Your hair, it's too dark, I don't like dark hair. That's why; I'm going to color it. What do you say about blond?" Jarod asked with a smirk.

Miss Parker looked at him as if he was crazy. She already knew that he was strange. But this really took the prize. He wanted to color her hair blond? That was just too weird.

"C'mon!" Jarod walked up to the bed and grabbed Miss Parker's arms. With a quick movement he dragged her out of the bed. Miss Parker almost lost her balance but managed to regain it. The blanket fell off her and landed on the floor. Jarod kept hold of her arms and dragged her up the stairs.

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"That's it. I'm finished... you look so cute..." Jarod smiled. Miss Parker just whimpered. She could not even imagine how she looked. Terrible was just the half of it. She saw Jarod walking up to her with a mirror in his hand.

"Oh my god!" Miss Parker gasped. "I look like an idiot!" she said, eyeing her blond curls that just only reached her shoulders.

With a low cry she sank to the floor, leaning against the railing.

"Why are you doing this?" she snivelled.

Jarod knelt next to her. He put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't be sad...you'll get used to it..." he said softly.

"DAMMIT JAROD! IT'S NOT THE HAIR!" Miss Parker screamed.

"Then what?"

"You, I'm so confused. One moment you are nice to me, and then you just snap out of it and become someone else. Jarod, why are you doing that? If you want to kill me, just do it. Why do you have to let me suffer like this...it's not funny...I can't take it anymore...I..." Miss Parker's voice trailed off, she looked down at her tied hands. "Where is the Jarod I used to know? She said, almost staring to cry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were feeling that way...can you forgive me?" Jarod whispered.

Miss Parker looked up at him. Tears were running down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away. She hated herself for being so fucking weak.

Jarod put his arms around her. First Miss Parker didn't know what to do; she wanted to believe that he really meant what he said. That he cared. But after everything he had done, she couldn't. She wriggled out of his embrace. "Don't touch me," she spat.

"Honey..." Jarod gently stroked her face. Miss Parker moved her head, trying to get away from his touch.

"DAMMIT! Don't do that!" Jarod screamed, he hit her face hard, making her fall into the railing. Jarod grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at him. Miss Parker tried desperately to break free, which only made Jarod angrier. He hit her again.

Miss Parker looked straight into his eyes. "You bastard..." she said, trying to make her voice steady. Jarod just grinned evilly.

Miss Parker gave him a confused and frightened look. Why would Jarod want to hurt her? Why was he doing this? She turned her head to avoid eye contact with him. She was afraid that if she kept looking at him, she would start to cry again.

"I'm really getting tired of this!" Jarod snapped. He tightened his grip around Miss Parker's shoulders. He could feel that she was trembling.

"Suit yourself! If I can't have you, I will make sure no one else ever will..."

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TBC.