Chapter 22

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It doesn't take long to reach the mansion. Usually when people are in pain with broken limbs, time seems to drag forever. But when you can't exactly FEEL pain. Time is normal. Which I like. Besides, who in their right mind would enjoy feeling pain? Well.. I mean, unless someone is masochistic.. but hey, who am I to judge people and their sexual desires or arousals.
Anyway, when we got back, Jeff asked EJ to help fix me. To which EJ did willingly help me. Now when I say Jeff asked, I actually mean he yelled and snapped, threatened and ordered until he got what he wanted. And when I say EJ willingly helped, what I actually mean is that he refused, even after having a knife to his body several times until he eventually grew bored and annoyed of Jeffs nagging.
Although, it has been a couple of days since then and Jeff and I haven't spoken about me wanting to get revenge. In fact, we haven't spoken at all. 5 days at least must have past and we haven't said a word to each other. I don't really know why. There's some kind of drive deep down I side me that wants us to talk again. Every time I see him, I go to or try to talk to him, but he just ignores me, walking away. I don't know why though.. He always seems to be thinking, just thinking, never talking.. If I see him in a room but he doesn't see me, the room can be full or completely empty, it doesn't matter. He's always doing the same thing. His knife in his hand as he smooths the blade. With a distant stare as if to be in his own world.
I stand here now in the kitchen, preparing dinner as he's sat at the dinning table not saying a word. Staring into space. Sally runs over to him to grab his attention but it's as if he didn't even hear her.

Sally POV
Today was the day Jeff said he would take me out hunting in the woods with him! I was going to go with EJ but he decided he didn't want to, so Jeff promised he would take me! I couldn't hold back my excitement, it was going to be so much fun!
Skipping cheerfully down the hallway, I couldn't help but smile widely and giggle about how excited I was.
"Ey what's with the smile there lass?"
A voice spoke beside me, followed by the gentle twinkle of bells.
"Candy pop!"
I squeal as I wrap my arms around his waist. His hand petting my soft hair.
"What's got ye happy?"
He asks, pushing me back as I unravel my arms, grinning as he leans back against the wall, folding his arms.
"Jeffy is going to take me hunting with him!"
Candy pop raises an eyebrow, standing straight and uncrossing his arms.
"Is he? Well you be careful now ye
hear?"
He asks, crouching down, looking me in the eye. I nod quickly before laughing and rushing off, leaving candy pop in the hall as I make my way to the kitchen.
Looking around, I don't spot Jeff straight away, which causes my smile to drop a little. But I soon brighten up as I find him sat at the dinning table. Rushing over to him, I notice the maid in the kitchen watching Jeff. How dare she look at my Jeffy!
"Jeff!! Jeff! Are you ready!?"
I giggle as I bounce on the spot next to him. But, he doesn't answer. He just sits there, slouching as he strokes his knife while staring at it.
"Jeeeeefffffff!!!"
I call loudly as I grab his arm, shaking it back and forth to get his attention.
"Not now Sally.."
He mumbles quietly, not taking his eyes off of his knife.
"But Jeeefff, you said you'd take me hunt-"
"I SAID NOT NOW!"
He yells as he quickly stands out of his seat, glaring down angrily at me as his arm stretches out with his finger pointing towards the hallway. Wanting me to leave him.
I couldn't help but cry, running away as tears stream down from my eyes.

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