I dressed in the usual baggy shirt and sweat pants. Good enough. I still felt guilty about sleeping with him. I shouldn't have done that. I came downstairs.
"Dennis?" I called but no one answered. "Hedwig? Patricia? Berry?" I kept calling names. I got to the living room and my heart skipped a beat. My shoes. I ran to them as best I could and pulled them on. Now I'm glad I slept with him. Maybe he felt bad about earlier. I wanna try and play him to get what I want but I can't manage to keep myself together. This is so stressful.
I bounced slightly in the shoes and looked out the window. He's gone. HE'S GONE! Now is my chance. I was going to wait until my leg was healed.
I looked through the house. I went to what looked like a basement. The door was open a open lock hung on it. I limped down the stairs and saw the cots. There were so many. He was going to take more girls. Shit. I need to get out and warn everyone. I limped back up the stairs and went to 'my' room. I couldn't find anything of use. Half the stuff in the house was locked up.
I went into the dirty hamper in my room and grabbed the sheet I had taken from Dennis's room earlier. I grabbed it and ripped it in half. I did the same to the sheets in my room. I tied them all together. I opened my window. It was long enough for a safe escape. I'm glad I won't be using plan B- the pool. That one terrified me.
At any moment Dennis could come home. I was scared. My heart raced. I tied the sheets to the bed post and pushed the bed closer to the window. I quickly locked my bedroom door incase he came back. I grabbed the sheet and put my feet out the window first. Soon all of me was out. Using my legs to stop me from sliding down to fast hurt. I had little upper body strength. I needed to go fast. I climbed down inch by inch. Here and there my feet slipping off where the squeezed together of the sheet. One hand would slip while the other slid. Hello ropeburn. Finally I dangled a foot above the ground and dropped. That small drop fucking hurt.
I looked around and I didn't hear a thing. I started limping towards the woods. Thankful I finally had shoes. Honestly I wouldn't be able to do this barefoot, expecially with one leg fucked up. I got closer and closer to the trees when I heard a car driving over gravel. Dennis was back. I started to go as fast as I can putting as much weight as I could on my leg. It was probably few minutes later of hobbling away before I heard that faint but loud scream.
"CASEY!" And it wasn't happy.
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FanfictionWhat if he didn't leave her there in that cell. What if he took the girl with him back to his home his real home not the place under the zoo. What if he's keeping her because he wants her not because she's needed like he's convinced the others.