Dylan the good guy

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I walk down the stairs and look at my feet that still have those chains around them I notice that the skin around is bright red from the heaviness and from the metal rubbing against my skin so much. I walk to the kitchen to see one of The guys with guns he looks so serious and shows no emotions. I open the refrigerator looking for food

"Hungry?" Dylan says in a groggy voice while walking in "I'll make breakfast"

I shake my head while looking at the floor "thats no necessary I'll d-do it"

He sighs "escort now" the big guy in black walks out the kitchen leaving us alone "Veronica I'm not like him you don't have to look at the floor you can make eye contact with me and and you can just relax okay?"

I try but I can't I'm too used to Daniels way "I'm sorry"

He doesn't say anything instead he grabs the eggs and bacon "let's make breakfast shall we"

We sit on the stools island and begin eating our food and eating slowly but I can't I'm too hungry and Daniel barely let's me eat. Dylan chuckles "you sure were hungry"

I slow down and swallow "yea.."

He looks at me "it's tough I know"

I shake my head. he has no clue how it feels like "no no you don't Dylan"

"I've seen this before Veronica. I've seen him kill them for any little thing they do wrong. But with you it's like he doesn't wanna get rid of you atleast not yet"

"Doesn't mean anything"

"Maybe but it leaves me to wonder why?"

I let out a frustrated chuckle "I think I know why because maybe this is what he wants to do he wants to make me suffer "

He stays quiet "Veronica.." I look up at him "what happened to your eye"

I stiffen and feel like crying when I think of what happened "I'm his toy and if I don't obey I get punished" was all I said

He gently says in a low voice "stay strong"

"I have no reason to" I get up take the plates to do the dishes

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"Can i ask you something...if it's okay" i hang a shirt of Daniel in his closet.

"Sure" Dylan  hangs one too

He's helping hang the laundry clothes "where did he go"

Dylan stops what he is doing for a second "I don't really know. But I think it's for business"

"What kind"

He hesitates " it's for a friend"

"And for you.." I need to watch what I say

He clears his throat "yea.."

I try not thinking the worst.but my mind still goes in that Direction. Through out the day I do chores and Dylan keeps me company. He's a good guy he's the only one I got right now and I know I can't get to comfortable with him because he's friends with the guy who took me but atleast it's something. I head to my room and look at my ankle that's swollen and red I sit on the bed and touch the chains but the movement made them rub against my ankle shooting pain I let out a wince and let go of them I don't know why I still have them I've been good these days. I grab a pair of joggers and shirt and head to the bathroom

Once I'm out I put my clothes on that are extra baggy on me. I sigh I don't feel nor look pretty I'm all beat up and too skinny and my clothes are too big for me it's like he wants me covered up. I turn away from the mirror and start roaming around the house I begin to notice how many guys there are walking around with guns and how all the windows are closed shut or how all the doors are locked. I see the two French doors that lead outside I also see that there's no one around. This is your shot Veronica a voice says in my head. I reach for the handle

"Hey! Back away now!" A deep voice says. I close my eyes and begin to shake

"Gun down....now! I'll take her outside" i hear Dylan's voice and I feel relieved he opens the door for me and I walk out the sun hitting my pale skin I close my eyes for a second for I'm not used to being outside anymore

"I forgot how this felt like" I expand my hands out and let the wind hit me as the sun warms me up. I open my eyes and see acres and acres of land

"I bet" he sits down on the picnic table and I join him "dont try anything please. I would hate to see you end up hurt and if Daniel finds out about this he'll kill me so please stay quiet"

I nod " don't worry I won't.." I stay silent looking at the land and enjoying the atmosphere. I completely forget about time and enjoy this little bit of what seems like freedom

"Time to go back in" i hear his voice making me go back to reality

I get up "oh. Okay" he opens the door and then locks it once I go inside. I'm back in this mansion that's cold,empty and quiet I'm back in hell

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