Dr. Frank N. Furter
The man began to get closer. I was terrified. "Oh, look at the poor thing!" He lifted my chin up to face him. "Absolutely drenched, though," he said with a smirk. I still felt really uneasy. "Tell me, love. What's your name?" I backed away from him not saying anything. "Aw, look, she's shy. Isn't that precious," he cooed. "There's no reason to be nervous, lamb. You can tell me your name." I took a breath and mustered up enough courage to tell him. "It's Daphne." He smiled st me and shook my hand. "Well, Daphne, my name is Doctor Frank N. Furter. But you can call me Frank. Riff Raff told me your car broke down and you need to use the phone. Sadly the line is dead because of the storm." Maybe this was my chance to get out of this freak show. "Well in that case, um, Frank, I'll go find somewhere else. I don't want to impose-" " Nonsense, there's not a house for miles. You have no place to stay and I can't leave you stranded out in the storm, now can I? You're no trouble at all. You'll need a place to stay for a few days, and I'm in need of some new company." I could've sworn I heard him say quietly to himself "and someone new to relieve my tension," but I probably imagined it, being so worked up. But he had a point, I had nowhere to go. "Okay, I can stay here for a little while." Just as I said that I saw his face turn into an unnerving grin, almost predatory. He was looking at me like I was someone new to play with, fresh meat. "Magenta will show you to to your room upstairs and get you some dry clothes. I have work to do, so I must be going." As he turned to walk away, I said, "I'm grateful to you for letting me stay here." He didn't turn back to face me, he just said, "Of course you are, my darling," and continued to walk away. Magenta took me by the arm and led me upstairs.
When we made it to my room Magenta led me in and shut the door. "I could tell you were nervous. Frank makes you uneasy, doesn't he?" I started to get worked up again. "Yes, he does. I don't know what it is but I don't really feel safe around him. I get a dangerous vibe from him, but at the same time, he seems so nice and charming." Magenta sat down on the bed next to me and nodded. "Listen, I'm usually very testy when it comes to most people, but you seem like a nice girl and you should know some things about Frank. Frank is very charming and charismatic, but underneath all of that he can be very violent and cruel. He tries to sleep with everyone. He's slept with Columbia several times, and he's even tried to sleep with me and sometimes Riff. I hate to tell you, but Frank likes innocent people. He likes people like you because they are usually easy to manipulate and control. He will try everything he can to sleep with you. No matter how nice his words are to you, know that he doesn't mean anything he says. He'll try to manipulate you to get you to do what he wants. If nice words don't work, he'll more than likely force himself on you, and get what he wants from you anyway. It's best to let him do what he wants, so you won't get hurt. Even if you don't want to have sex with him, just let him. He's beaten me several times for refusing to have sex with him. He also beats Riff for messing up in the lab. And poor Columbia, he just uses her, and she gladly lets him because she let his charm delude her into thinking he loves her. I'm sorry to spring all of this on you, but I thought you should know. Trust me, it's better for all of us if you just let him do what he wants." I started to cry. "But Magenta, I can't let him do that to me, it's wrong. And it's wrong he treats you guys so badly. Can't you fight back?" Magenta just sighed. "My dear, there is no fighting Frank. He's our master, and we have no choice but to do as he says, even if it means taking his abuse." "But-" "That's enough for now. I'll be back in the morning to get you for breakfast. Try to get some rest. It will be alright." She patted my knee and got up from the bed and walked to the door. "Good night, I'll see you in the morning." She shut the door behind her. I was terrified of what may come. What have I gotten myself into? It wasn't long before I fell into a dreamless sleep.