Page 19 of Their Darkest Desire

His hands move to my ass next, and he squeezes hard. I place my palm on his chest to keep balance and look up at him. He brings his head closer to mine, his lips touching the shell of my ear. “Would you like to see it?”

“S–see wh–what?” Damnit, there goes my ability to speak. Strong woman, my ass. How does he do that?

He places his fingers under my chin, lifting my head up to his. “The papers, of course, what else?”

Laughing, he walks out of the room.

If the ghost doesn’t kill him, I will.

We've been going through files for hours now and all we can find are papers from when the house was built, a map, and some doctor’s notes. The attic we’re holed up in creeps me out too. There are holes in the walls, so it’s freezing, and it’s dusty, filled with old cobwebs and dead spiders.

“Why can’t we just take the papers and go downstairs with them?”

Felix doesn’t acknowledge me and keeps going through the papers, rereading the same ones over and over again.

“Don’t tell me you're losing what’s left of your sanity now too.” I keep staring at him, hoping for a response. “Fine! I’ll just go downstairs and let you read the same page for the tenth time.”

“You're not leaving. Sit your ass back down.”

He’s still reading while speaking and it’s really starting to piss me off! “Ha, fuck no!” I walk towards the stairs to go down the attic, but strong hands grab my waist and pull me back into the room, twirling me around.

“I’m sorry, what? Say that again?” He’s pulling me against him and holding me in place, so I can’t move away from him.

“I said. Fuck. No! Let me go!” I slam my hand into his chest and try to push my body away from his, but his grip is solid.

His eyes darken and the muscle in his jaw is moving up. He releases my waist and clicks his tongue while walking behind me.

He grabs my hair and drags me towards the table. Pain shoots up my head and I can feel a headache coming up from the way he’s grabbing me. I get pushed onto the seat while he still holds my hair like it’s some kind of leash. He pushes my face into the papers on the table and starts to laugh like a maniac.

“I don’t think you understand it, so let me explain. When I tell you to do something, you do it without question. But since you think you can still defy me, I’ll have to teach you a lesson.”

He lets go of my hair, grabs something off the table, and walks away. I hear the slamming of the door and the clicking of a lock and jump up. He did not just lock me up in here.

I run to the door and start pushing it, but the damn thing won't budge.Shit, shit, shit!“Felix, this isn’t funny, open up!” I hear his footsteps going down the stairs and then a door closing, leaving me in total silence.

Felix

I ignore the sounds of her pleading and walk to the kitchen to grab something to eat.

Not that we have so much left – I didn’t buy enough, thinking I could just go to the store and grab it when needed.

I didn’t count on being locked in here and I definitely didn’t count on being stuck in here with her alone while my sister is God knows where.

She knows how to piss me off and it’s driving me crazy. She’s driving me crazy. Maybe she'll be more mouldable once I release her from there. Or pissed off. I guess we’ll see.

I sit down, grab the papers I gathered from the attic, and start to look at them again.

If I had internet access, I could search all of this up, but the connection fell out once this shit show started, so we’re stranded here with no one to contact and one missing person.Just great.

Exhaustion is starting to pull at me and I lay down my head for a couple of minutes.

Evelyn

“Felix! Helloooo. Get. Me. Out. NOW!” No matter how much I scream and slam my hand on the door, no one comes for me, and I just feel like crying. I sit down with my back to the door and let out a deep sigh.

TING

I turn my head to where the sound came from and see a pencil rolling towards me on the floor.

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