Chapter Two: That Much Closer
It was unknown to the girl why these people were suddenly interested in helping her. Most people had ignored her. Those that didn't usually died. She had stayed in the hospital for a few days now and still hadn't uttered a word. Most people thought she was mute. They hadn't learned much, except that she liked to write. One of the staff had baught a diary for her. It was leather book and had a lock as well as a key. The girl had written in it every day though she kept it hidden from everyone. She wrote about what had happened to her. About the man who had done this to her. Surely everyone would think that she was crazy if they had read it. Right now she was sitting up in the bed writing in the diary like it was her best friend. Her writing was neat and clear.
January 24th 2006
Dear Diary, I still can not speak. It has been a full week and I have not said so much as a word. I think my voice has been forgotten. I have not heard it in so long. I hope that one day I will be able to speak again; but then I wonder, what is the point? There is no one to hear me when I speak. Only that nice detective, Olivia comes to visit me. She is very nice and comes to visit when she doesn't have work. She tells me that she is working to find the man who did this to me- ha! That's a laugh! If only she knew what she was getting herself into. She would never find master. She and her partner are out of their league. I sometimes wonder if I should hand this diary over to her, or maybe some of my other diary's, if I ever find them again that is. I burned them before I ran away from my master. People are angered when they see me. I can see it in their eyes. If only they knew what I had delt with. They would leave me alone then. They wouldn't understand. I am alone. There's nothing they can do about it- no matter how hard they try. My mother died when I was born, My father, four brothers, best friends, and boyfriend were all murdered when I first met my master. He is stronger than you would think. He seems charming enough. He can make people⦠do things that they other wise wouldn't. Master. That is all I have been calling him ever since I ran. You and the detective want to know his name, the detectives want to catch him but that will never happen. If it does he will kill me and everyone who helped me. That is how it was and always will be. I do not know what I will do when I get out of this dreaded room. Perhaps try to find a new life in new England the place where I've always wanted to go. Perhaps I should be no more? I do nothing but cause people and their families harm. Perhaps things would be better if I leave? What do you think dearest Diary? I know it is silly to ask questions that you will not answer. I know it is silly to even confide in you but what choice do I have? There is no other way to get my thoughts heard as I can not speak-
There was a knock at the door and the girl put the leather diary away. Slowly the door opened and she looked up to see Olivia and a new man. He seemed Chinese. His hair was black His eyes were a dark color. She gave Olivia a curious look as if saying 'who is he?'.
Olivia smiled, "Star, this is Dr. George Huang; he would like to speak to you for a while."
Star was a nick name Olivia had come up with one night when star would do nothing but stare out in space. She had asked if the girl liked stars and she had nodded silently.
Dr. Huang looked at 'star' and smiled. "Hello star. Its nice to meet you," he paused waiting for her to say something.
"Do you have a different name, other than star?" he asked.
A nod came as the reply.
"Can you talk?"
a shake of the head.
"Were you able to speak before?"
a nod.
A pause. The doctor looked her straight in the eye. It seemed as if she had seen more than a girl her age was supposed to.
He took out a pin and some papper, "will you answer some questions?" he asked.
A nod.
He took out a pin and papper. "Write down you're answer on the paper, alright?" he asked.
The girl nodded.
"How did you lose you're voice?"
It got scared away
"Who scared it away?"
the man who killed my family.
"who killed you're family?"
Hesitaition was shown before the girl wrote glancing up at the man in front of her.
Master did.
Dr. Huang blinked. "Who is you're master"
He will kill me if I tell.
"Why will he kill you?"
Master does not like people to know about him.
"know what about him?
What he is.
"what is he"
I can not tell.
Hesitaition. For the first time in his life the docter seemed almost afraid to find out. Olivia was anxiouse.
You remind me of him.
He blinked, "How do I remind you of him?"
You look like him. His hair is like yours.
"Does he hurt you?" the docter asked.
Yes.
"in what ways?"
My scars.
"How were you're scars formed?"
Master likes to play with fire.
"what do you mean by that?"
Master brands his property when they have flesh.
"are their others like you?"
Yes.
Authers note: HAHA! A cliff hanger! Well sort of. Anyways, their that closer to finding out about her 'master'. Will "star" be able to speak again? And Who is her master? What of the two girls? Why was her voice scared away in the first place? What does "star" mean by saying that her master likes to play with fire. What scars? Lots of questions. Lots of answers to come! Constructive criticism is welcome!
