Well hello guys! It has been a while since i updated any of my stories and I'm really sorry. Anyway I'm gonna start posting again so hopefully you guys are still interested in my stories. This chapter will be starting off with Madame Victoria and Mikka. A/n at the end
Mikka was in the original bed that she slept in. She had been taken back to the room after the incident. It had been at least a week since Madame Victoria had caught her trying to call her mother. The only action that she had seen was a hand sliding in to giver her breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Right now she was sitting on the bed with knees up to her chest, holding them.
"Stop being crazy"
"Stop being crazy? You're the one who makes me crazy"
Her tears finally slid down her face. All she wanted to do was call her mother. She missed her parents so much-she just wanted to hear their voice and tell them that she was ok. Was that too much to ask? They were the people who brought her into this world. It was only natural for her to want to see them.
"Stop being so bad."
"You're hurting me."
"Well you're hurting me too. Why can't you see?"
She began to sniff as she continued to replay the scene in her head. After a whole day of laying down and crying she finally pushed herself off of the bed and walked to the bathroom slowly. It took everything in her not to cry again. Mikka turned on the light and walked inside looking into the mirror. Shaking her head she turned on the water in the tub waiting for it to fill up. When it eventually filled up she took off her clothes and sat in the hot steamy water. A moan escaped her lips and she closed her lips. She tried to relax herself, her muscles. She began to remember Tiffany, who she hadn't seen her in a while, and remembered how sweet and kind she was.
"let go!"
"Say its mine."
"what?"
"Say it's mine."
Her eyes opened and she began to tense up. She frowned and begin to cry once again. "Why? Why is this happening to me?". She said to herself as she hugged herself.
"you're mine now"
"I know"
"You're aren't leaving me"
"I know. I Won't I promise"
Mikka sighed trying to go back to her relaxed state. She closed her eyes once again drifting off to sleep.
Bo was sitting in the Dal sighing softly and groaning, burying her face in her hands. Kenzi was sitting beside her best friend feeling the exact same way. The case that they thought would be easy was now becoming very hard for them.
"Still haven't found anything yet?" lauren asks as she leans against the bar looking at the succubus.
Bo groans once more giving her lover sad puppy eyes. "we found nothing. Nothing at all that. We've been trying but we don't know who it could be"
"Well evonys sister did tell us about the lady that helped bring her daughter back to life"
"Yeah but we don't know who she is"
Kenzi groan and lifts her head up, glaring at Trick. "Trick". She says in a sing song. "Need. Liquor. Now" . He shakes his head, fixing her a drink.
The rest of the gang walks in surrounding the two of them. Tamsin frowns and begins to speak up. "Woah you two guys okay? I mean I know sometimes you have a tough time cases but this one seems like its really beating you up."
"what are you guys missing. Maybe we can help" Dyson replies
"Yeah sure you guys can help. Help us find a lady that steals kids that turn 16 because of a deal." she said slighty sarcastic, but still hoping that either of them would know.
Tamsin and Dyson both raised their eyebrow while hale scratched his head.
"Yeah sorry Bo we don't know anyone like that" Dyson finally speaks up.
"How did the lady get her child stolen by a deal anyway?" Tamsin asked in pure confusion
Kenzi drinks that liquor that was given to her and she looks at the gang. "Her daughter had died while they were still in the hospital and some lady appeared, telling her that she would help the child but in return when she got older she would get to keep her"
"Trick can you help" Bo asks feeling hopeless in the situation.
Trick looks up, while cleaning an glass. "Well that sounds like a fairy to me"
"A Fairy!?" Bo and kenzi say in an unison.
It had been an around and Mikka was still resting in the bathtub. The water was now close to being ice cold but she didn't notice. She was to stuck in her thought and relaxtion state. Her body stayed still and there was no sound.
"You should be freezing cold sweetheart"
Mikka jolted up heaing a voice. She opened her eyes seeing Madame Victoria in her sight. She covered herself up with her hands, not wanting Madame Victoria to see her body. Madame Victoria begin to smile sweetly.
"Oh sweetheart you should get out of there and stop hiding like I don't know whats there"
Mikka just glared at her staying in her same spot. "W-what are you doing in here?". This was Madame Victorias second time ever coming inside of this room. She wondered how she got in without her noticing, everything was so quiet. Mikka also questioned why she looked so cheerful and happy. Madame Victoria giggled softly looking at the young girl.
"I wanted to see you. I left you in here for a week. I didn't mean to do that I was just so upset"
"Why are you happy and bubbly?" mikka raises an eyebrow.
"Why wouldn't I Be. You want me to be upset?". Mikka stayed silent watching her. Madame Victoria grabbed a towel and reached her hand out for the young girl. "Come on"
Mikka hesitantly took the older womens hand. She got up and Madame Victoria wrapped the towel around her body. She got out of the tub, walking back into the bedroom, Madame Victoria following. She makes sure everything was hidden under the towel, away from the older womans eyes. They both stood in front of the body length mirror, Madame Victoria behind her.
"You shouldn't be hiding yourself from me" she says as she traces her finger along mikkas caramel skin. "After all you do belong to me". she whisperses softly in her ear.
MIkka moves away. "I don't belong to you. I'm not something you can own."
The older woman smirks as she walks closer. "Oh sweetheart of course I don't own you. Youre not property. But you are mine" She says as she backed her up against the wall. "Actually if you want to blame someone it should be your mother."
"My mother?" She furrows her eyebrows.
"Of course. Shes playing the victim" Madame Victoria walks to the closet, looking through it. "Hm what should you wear. I'm thinking something flowy and floural. You know to match your innocence" She smiles
Mikka shook her head. Could it really be? Was it her mother that made all this happen? No of course not. Her mother wouldn't dare give her to this wicked woman that was standing before her. She sighed softly as she sat on the edge of the bed still gripping onto her towel. Madame Victoria looked at her and smiled at her once more before going back to looking in the closet in front of her. The older women begin talking about outfits that she could wear. While she continued to talk Mikka zoned out thinking really hard about the situation she was in. How? Just How? She layed back onto the bed shaking her head.
Hello again guys. I just wanted to explain at the end why I wasn't updating for a while. First I had writers block and I was trying to see what I should right next and days transformed into months and then into a year. Also school has had my attention so I didn't have time to write. Recently I seen people favorting and following and I really appreciate it so that has boosted me up and I will be updating more frequently I promise. *smiles* Anyway that's it I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please! Please give me a review I love feedback!
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