Obey

Blood is thicker than water

Everyday I fear it will be my last.
Every day I wonder...
Is this the day I’ll die?
You may wonder why I think this.
That’s because I fear I will be the same as any missing kid. Shoved to the bottom of a police persons draw. I’m not the first victim. And I certainly won’t be the last to this madman. He forces me to be his friend. To obey his every command. And if I don’t... I’ll be punished. I remember the memory all to painfully. He held a knife to my arm and slowly began to slit it. He took satisfaction in seeing me hold in my screams that are begging to be heard. He watched overjoyed as my blood fell down my arm onto the floor. He just stared at the deep red liquid with joy in his eyes while I cried till my tear ducts were run dry. I didn’t believe the threats at first. But after day one I succumbed to the fact that his threats were real. I couldn’t bare to go through that pain again. I stared at the scars on my body. Each one started throbbing in pain. Suddenly I heard his raspy voice. “Piper where are you?” He cooed. I bit down on my tounge and tried to control my breathing. He continued calling my name. “Piper?” I could tell his patience was growing thin. Finally he snapped. “PIPER COME OUT RIGHT NOW OR ILL KILL YOU LIKE THE REST. I WONT HESITANT TO DO SO!” I shivered at the memory of him showing me his closet of skeletons. There dead eyes and rotting flesh have left me with scars that can not be healed. I continued to stay where I was, knowing if he found me I would die. I could feel my heart beating in my throat. I tried to continue my heavy breathing. I was failing miserably. I tried to think of a way I could escape. I tried to light a spark of hope in a room filled with nothing but darkness. But almost instantaneously the spark went out when I thought through the odds in my head. It was impossible. This place was inescapable. Not beacause I couldn’t get out. No. It was because he would come after my family and then me. I couldn’t bare to put my loved ones through the same hell I have done. So I’ve always just thought perhaps I could stay here without angering him. But alas that is now impossible. I soon discovered he would constantly wait for me to slip up,to make a mistake, to fail. So much he would be infuriated by the simplest of things. Such as I didn’t cook his favourite meal. Or I left a spot of dirt on anything that belonged to him. I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts.Then to my horror I realised he had stopped pacing around. I heard three words that sent chills down my spine.
“I. Found. You.”