Lost in Wondermoor

(FOUR): Black Hair, Black Heart, and Lemon Custard

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I once I saw my door, I ran to my room and slammed it behind me.

My back slid smoothly down against the door as tears rolled down my cheeks.

This is too bad. This is too horrible. Why is this happening to me?

So many questions as to why I would deserve something like this to happen to me rolled through my head.

Sobs racked my body. I don't think I've ever felt this alone.

I know I can't remember anything but if I'd ever felt this before, I'm positive I'd remember it. This isn't something I'll be able to forget, no matter how hard I try.

The thing that scares me the most is that there's no going back.

Even if I don't cooperate with them and they don't kill me, I have no idea what to do.

I haven't gotten any hints of my past at all. No clues, no slight memories. Nothing at all.

I thats whatt scares me the most about this. That there's no going back now... and I know that.

The emotions rolled through me like waves. I was so exhausted.

I laid down on my bed and passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.

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I woke up to find no one else in here. For once.

The early golden rays shined on my face. It wasn't even that late when I went to sleep yesterday. I must've been more exhausted then I thought I was.

I stayed in my room the rest of the day, too shocked and scared to do anything else the entire day.

I woke up about an hour and a half ago but I didn't want to get out of bed and actually face these people.

"Knock, knock," a deep voice said from behind my door.

I stayed silent, staring at the ceiling.

"I'm coming in anyway," the door opened and Rabbit walked in. "Mercy?"

"What." I said sharply.

He sighed and the bed sank down where he sat down next to me.

Normally I would have an outbreak of hormones from an attractive man sitting on my bed, but right now I couldn't give less shíts.

"We came back last night but you were already asleep so Scarlet wanted me to check on you," he explained.

"Cool," I said monotonously.

"You're scared, aren't you?" he asked.

"No!" I glared at him for a second then sighed. "Yeah..."

"I don't see why---"

"'You don't see why'?! You should see why! Of course I'm terrified, I'm a hostage!" I sat up and narrowed my eyes at him.

The volume clearly didn't faze him or he just plain didn't care because his face stayed emotionless.

"A hostage. I thought we already explained that we need you---"

I cut him off again. He's the only person so far that hasn't scolded me for interrupting so I'm going to interrupt. "Stop lying! The twins already told me that you guys clearly aren't good!"

"'Lying'? I'm not lying. We do need you though maybe not for the reason you think and I don't remember ever telling you that we were good people so I didn't lie. You came up with that idea all on your own," he explained.