She slept through the car ride to the destination her stepfather was taking her. They had drugged her to make sure she didn't do anything crazy to try and escape. She wasn't crazy. But her stepfather labeled her as one.
She only woke up when the opened, making her head fall from the window. She gasped and looked around her terrified. Two men in white took her out and started leading her away. She growled and struggled to get free.
They ended up accidently dropping her, making her grunt. She gasped when she saw the sign. Lexon Asylum. She was going to be locked away!
They grabbed her once more and lead the young woman into the giant building. She became numb inside. So, she numbly walked where she was led to. They stopped as her stepfather was given a file to fill out for the building to know where she is to go to.
They lead her to woman who held an outfit for the younger woman to wear. One of the guards handed the young woman the clothes, and then handed her suitcase to the older woman. The young woman was then led to a hallway. She was then stopped in front of a man.
The young woman and the male looked at each other in the eye. They studied each other. "She's to stay in the hospital wing for a month, then she will be introduced to the girls." The man said. "She will be given an evaluation. When things are getting close to when she is taken to the girls, you and I will be talking about her background." The man told her stepfather as he took the file he filled out.
Her stepfather nodded. "Of course. Only the best." He told the dark-haired man in front of her. She just watched them in silence. She was then taken to a room where she was told she would be staying. As the door closed, she heard them talking.
"She will be here till the end of the month, she will be examined, and if you're right about her being untouched, I can sell her to the highest bidder." The man said. "She will start working in the hospital side by cleaning. All the girls have jobs. They all earn their due." The man continued.
She hated it here. She hasn't spoken a word since her sister's death. She had been numb, just doing as she was told to. But she kept her eyes open on everything. Her brain working.
She could always feel eyes on her. And when she looked it was the owner. Blue Jones. He was always looking at her like a wolf does to his pray. It made her feel like she was naked. Vulnerable. She hated it.
He would trap her in areas to talk to her. Like when she was cleaning the bathroom. He came in and trapped her in a stall while she cleaned the toilet. She turned to look at him.
"I've come up with a name for you." He told her. He took her chin in his hand and made her look at him once more when she looked away. He looked her face over like he was admiring a work of art.
A soft smile on his face.
"I've named you BabyDoll." He told her letting her face go, and just looked at her.
"Welcome to my Doll house Little BabyDoll." He told her. Before going away. When she knew he was gone, the young woman, now named BabyDoll, let out a breath of relief that he hasn't tried anything.
But she just didn't know that this was just the beginning.
