A/N= I don't know what to say... Is Im sorry good enough? =/
I've been so extremely busy, not just with school and stuff, but also with some more personal things in my family. Its not going too great, but anyway, Im not here to tell you all my personal problems.
Ive just been so busy and stressed out and the few times I did have time to write my inspiration seemed to be lost and nowhere to be found. So right now after reading a quite angry review I just forced myself to at least write something down for you. Im really sorry for the long time of no updates whatsoever, and then this chapter which is slightly rubbish as well, but Im just facing some troubles in my life right now that really need some time... I hope I'll have inspiration and time again soon.
Chapter 9
Dougie's POV
I wasn't left alone for a very long time though. Two men came in, I looked up from where I was sitting, leaning against the wall and saw it were Jeff and David. The man with the silver piercing and dark brown hair, David, carried a plate with him. The slightly taller blond one, that had introduced himself as Jeff, had a bottle in his hand.
'Goodmorning Dougie!' Jeff said with a grin while they casually walked up to me.
'Sleep well I hope?' I just nodded, then quickly answered verbally (but short) before he would bark at me:
'Yes.'
'Jared ordered us to bring you your breakfast.' Jeff continued, and they both knelt down in front of me, and very close to me. If I wasn't sitting with my back against the wall already I would have probably backed up a bit more. I wondered who Jared was. The black-haired man? He seemed the leader so it was possible. David held out the plate to me, so I could look what was on it. Two slices of bread, with what smelled like peanut butter on it. Yuck, I hated peanut butter. Great.
'You lucky little boy, you got some peanut butter on this yummy piece of bread, and some cheese on the other one.' David talked to me in a voice you normally use for a todler or maybe a puppy. I ignored it, but looked closer to the second slice of bread instead. There was indeed one with cheese and one with peanut butter. So that was a bit of a relief. I hate peanut butter. But my stomach rumbled and I only now noticed I was actually quite hungry. David put the plate in front of me, and nudged for me to eat. With a hesitating hand I reached out and picked up the sandwich with cheese and took a bite, aware of both David and Jeff's eyes on me. They were watching me eat, it freaked me out. But I continued to eat anyway, because I was so hungry. Jeff held out the bottle with water to me.
'Want some water, Dougie?' I nodded, getting anxious from them staring at me.
'Could you... maybe... you're staring at me.' I stuttered, not knowing how they'd react. Surprisingly though, they didn't get angry, or something. They laughed, very loud, like roaring, making me cringe.
'Of course, Dougie.' Said David after a few moments, still grinning.
'That's because you're pretty.' Said Jeff, but he looked much more serious. This seriously started to freak me out. Cold shivers ran up my spine. I just wanted to be home, with Tom and Danny and Harry to protect me and keep me safe. Right now, I didn't feel so safe anymore, with these two weird freaks staring at me like they could jump me any second. My appetite gone again, and replaced by fear, I pushed the plate away again.
'Im not hungry.' I mumbled, looking down, hoping they'd just leave.
'Come on, Dougie. We know you must be hungry. Just eat the damn sandwiches.' Jeff told me sternly. I shook my head.
'Please leave me alone.' I almost wanted to cringe at the weakness of my voice. No power whatsoever in my voice. I was such a coward, I could hit myself for it. I heard one of them shuffle closer, and I flinched, scrambling back up as far as I could, which was about five cm's more. Why was I so afraid of myself? These guys hadn't been too bad for me yet, but still I was afraid of them. I was really frustrated with myself.
'Hey Dougie, Im not gonna say it again. Eat it. Now.' Jeff said, and he looked at me threatening. I swallowed, then nodded and took the rest that was left from the cheese sandwich and took a bite. Yuck, now I really wasnt hungry anymore, I actually started to feel a bit sick. With fear and frustration. These guys were so close to me...
When I had finished half of the sandwich with peanut butter, I really started to feel bad, and I pushed the plate away again, inwardly pleading for them to move away from me.
I almost sighed with relief when they didn't tell me again to continue to eat. Jeff reaced out his hand, making me flinch, and slowly touched my cheek, running his fingers over it to my neck. I whimpered and wanted to back up even more. What the hell was he doing?
Then he pulled his hand back and winked at me.
'You're such a frightened little cat.' He said patronizing, then they both stood up and left the room, finally leaving me alone again to try to fight another panicattack away.
That's it for now, I'll try my best to post a next chapter soon !