"Oh, Mira" The voice was smooth but mocking and with each step, it got more smooth. Each step brought creaking from old wood and it echoed on the walls, making my heart beat out of my chest. I couldn't control my breathing even if I wanted too, I sounded like I ran a marathon. Eventually, Honey greeted me with a smile on his pale face. Behind him was Takashi, emotionless like a statue. They both made their way to me like this was normal, seeing a young girl frightened for her life, soaking in her own body fluids. What kind of twisted people are they? Why would they do this to me? I've done nothing wrong to them and yet, here I am trapped!
Wait, I know why.
The Alleyway.
That person over the girl was him, Honey Haninozuka. Who now was in front of me with same big brown eyes. They were large, full of excitement because he had something new to play with. I was his latest toy and it made me shake uncontrollably. He motioned towards Takashi and he went to turn the light on and as soon as the bright flash hit me, I saw it. The girl whose skull was seriously injured. She laid unconscious to my side, blood caked to her chubby cheeks and it dried in clumps to her black hair. She was pale, deathly pale. I couldn't tell if she was breathing or completely still as a dirty blanket was draped over her body. The sight of this lifeless girl made me want to cry, to kick and beg for mercy but all I could do was choke on my own vomit as it went everywhere in front of me.
Honey sighed, "They always make a mess." He then snapped his fingers, "Takashi, can you go get the mop? It already smells awful down here." He simply nodded as he progressed back up the stairs. This left me even more terrified. Even though the boy was small and cute, his eyes still wide with curiosity leaving him looking as adorable as before. This time, however, he didn't hide that darkness deep in his smile. I knew being around him was more dangerous than being with his tall bodyguard.
"Please...Let me go." I tried asking but I knew the answer already. Honey simply blinked, not fazed by my question. He was used to this, he had done this scenario before and I didn't want to know how many times. The girl beside me was all I needed to know. Honey ignored me, walking to the back of the basement. Turning my head, I saw him get out a weird contraption. Returning to me, I could tell it was those leg bracelets that criminals wear when they can't leave their homes. He had two in his hands, playing with them as I could only stare.
He giggled, "You know I had a girl run before" Hearing that gave me some hope, perhaps she got away and found help. "It took Takashi forever to hunt her down, bringing her back was such a hassle." My hope was crushed instantly. Honey's eyes turned dark, his smile gone. "I wasn't very happy as I was almost caught doing these fun games. I mean, I'm simply bringing these girls to my home so I can show them the best time of their lives, how is that a crime?!"
"You're killing us! This is not a game!" I was ready to be hit but it never came. Instead, he stood there, his smirk returning. Takashi came back down the stairs, a bucket in his hand and a mop in the other. He returned to Honey's side, plopping the stuff onto the ground.
"You're going to clean your mess." Honey said, "then you are going to help us with something."
I tried moving my hands but they were bound, reminding me how helpless I was. This reminded Honey as he motioned for Takashi to untie me. He went behind me but when his hands got close to me, I flinched. "Don't touch me!" I cried, snapping at the statue-like-man. His eyebrows crinkled slightly as he stared at my petrified expression. He decided to ignore my fear as he grabbed my wrist forcefully, making me yelp under his powerful grip. He quickly loosened my bindings, allowing myself to slip my hands-free. Before untying my legs, Honey came over with his 'toys'. He snapped both over my ankles, I tried to fight but Takashi kept me still. They beeped, turning on with a green light on the sides.
"Now that is done, pick up the mop and clean up your mishap."
They waited near the stairs as I managed to get up, shaking in the process. Fear was stronger than my desire to try and push past them so I picked up the mop. Trying not to cry anymore, my eyes already sore, I slowly mopped up the vomit. Once that was finished, they had me place the cleaning equipment near the wall. I tried not to throw up again from seeing the girl again, I decided to avoid eye contact. Seeing the girl reminded me that I too would be like that soon.
"Good! Look at you!" Honey clapped his small hands. "Now, you ready for your next assignment?" The look I gave clearly showed I was not excited. The boy handed Takashi some keys, "Get the car ready."
Did he say car? Hope sprouted, maybe I could steal the car? Maybe, there was a small chance I could get the keys away and take the vehicle. I could find help and tell them what happened? That Honey and Takashi, the two loved Host members, were murders! I decided to hold onto this hope, even if it was impossible.
Honey returned his gaze to me, "Go ahead and grab her feet. You're going to take her to the car for me. I would hate to dirty my hands." He truly is insane. I was forced to look at her once more, I tightly covered my mouth, not wanting to cry or throw up. "Go ahead now, I don't have all day."
Every fiber of my being was screaming not to touch her, but the last thing I wanted was to make Honey angry. I had my small piece of hope and I couldn't lose it now. Swallowing my hesitation, I grabbed the girls cold and stiff ankles. Her skin felt rough but so fragile. When I barely yanked the body, blood from underneath her flowed out.
"I can't!" I screeched, backing away.
Honey didn't like my answer as he approached the body. Without anything emotion but his wide eyes, he kicked it, getting blood on his shoes. "Now looked what you did, you made my shoes dirty. These cost more than your house." He kicked with the other shoe, getting them just as red. "Oh look there, these are ruined too. How will you pay for these?"
"What?" I didn't know how to answer. I didn't make him do that?
He smiled, "Perhaps I should get ahold of your family and make them get me new shoes."
I knew better. He wouldn't ask my parents for money, it would be a lot worse. The thought of him hurting them made me choke. The image of Itou replacing the dead girl made me want to die. I shook the thoughts, I needed to stay strong. Hold on to your hope, Mira.
"I'm sorry," I licked my dry lips. "I'll do it right."
He was more than pleased with that answer and I went and grabbed her ankles once more. I ignored the feeling of death on my fingertips as I dragged her, my eyes looking towards the stairs. She was heavier than I thought as I struggled to pull her stiff body. How was I going to get her up the stairs? When I was halfway there, Honey spoke up. "I don't want to walk on bloody stairs, my shoes are nasty enough. I'll see you up there."
I could only stare as he retreated up the steps, leaving me alone in the dark blood-soaked basement. My body finally gave out as I let the girl go, falling to my knees. I was breathing like I held my breath for hours, sweat was pouring from my forehead like I ran a marathon. My hands felt just as cold as the corpse. Tears threatened to spill once more but I bit my tongue, blood trickled in my mouth.
Time didn't stop as I finally pulled myself together. How long had I been frozen there? My knees were sore and my tongue pulsed. When I finally calmed myself down as best as I could, I noticed that the house was oddly silent. Not a single sound to be heard. Surely, Honey would have grown impatient and come back down here to torment me more. Leaving the girl behind, I carefully put one foot on the wooden steps. Testing the waters, I took another step. The creaking of the wood made my heart jump but there was no reaction from anything.
I let out a sigh, I needed to act rationally if I was going to get out of here. I managed to reach the top of the stairs and opened the door, leaving a crack for me to peer through. On the other side was a kitchen, it was neat and pearly white. Completely the opposite of the dirty dark basement. I didn't see Honey so I decided to step out into the room. To me left was another room that I didn't bother looking into as on my right was the front door. It was slightly opened, the bright light from outside taunting me to reach out.
My hope grew as I didn't hesitate, I ran for the door. Ignoring all reasoning, my feet carried me. When my hands touched the door, I felt myself smile. Pushing myself into the light, I saw I was surrounded by a small neighborhood I've never seen. Cars were parked everywhere but I saw nobody. I went to scream for help but froze.
I should have stayed inside
A sharp pain ran through my legs as I fell with a yelp. The bracelets around my legs light turned red and something sharp was shot into my ankles. I went so howl in agony but my mouth was covered by large hands. Looking up I saw Takashi calm and collected as ever. It was like he knew this was going to happen? Then it dawned on me. They wanted me to run out the door, they planned this whole thing. I never had a chance of getting out.
While I whimpered in pure pain, trying to breathe through his grip. My legs were on fire and I could only lay defenseless as Takashi carried me back into my prison. I could only reach out as the sun vanished from my sight. As soon as we crossed the doorway, the pain in my legs almost vanished. Looking back towards the kitchen, I saw Honey step out of the room I didn't look into. I should have at least peeked in there. I was so stupid.
"Wasn't that fun!" He squealed like a child. His face was flushed red from happiness, his eyes sparkling. He got exactly what he wanted. He got to see his new toy fail. He stepped towards, his grin never faltering. He looked at the bracelets, which were now green. "How was it to be poked by some needles?"
I couldn't answer as he laughed, "don't you love technology?" His expression then grew dim, his smile long gone. "We do have to settle the fact that you did try to run from here. Thank goodness we had these to stop you." He pointed at my ankles.
"You're a monster." I gritted my teeth.
His demon like grin returned, "Too you, Mira. I might as well be the devil."