the dollhouse | h.s.

six

After dinner, the girls and I start cleaning up the table.

Harry grabs Dakota gently by her arm. She looks at me calling for help with simply an expression. I rush over there.

"Uh, what you guys doing?" I ask, fake smiling.

"Just, uh, showing Dakota my master bedroom" Harry says, smiling at Dakota. Oh no. I widen my eyes. Dakota and I both know why he really wants to bring her up to his bedroom.

"Uh, Juliet has to tell Dakota everything about The Dollhouse first" I lie. Harry looks at me confused and Dakota caught on with what I was saying.

"Yeah, I still need to learn from Julia!" Dakota says, nodding her head fast.

"Um, Juliet, Dakota" Harry tells Dakota. Dakota nods.

"No time, I have to show her my bedroom; we've got things to do in there" Harry says. Dakota starts shaking. I want to help her so bad, but I can't. Harry quickly gets Dakota's arm and runs with her upstairs. I put my head in my hands. How could I let someone do this to Dakota?

"You okay?" Macy says, startling me.

"Oh, you scared me, Mace!" I say, lightly pushing Macy playfully. She chuckles.

"Come help us clean and pack up" Macy says grabbing my arm and running to the kitchen. Macy is so enthusiastic; I love it.

| Before Bed |

The girls and I are all sitting down on our beds in our matching pyjamas. Some of us reading, some of us watching The Hunger Games on TV. Dakota still hasn't returned from Harry's bedroom. It makes me worried.

In the middle of watching The Hunger Games, an ear piercing scream echoes through out The Dollhouse making us all gasp. All the girls run out of the bedroom to see who screamed.

We're all at the top of the stairs looking down. We see a scared Dakota running upstairs screaming "Help!"

"Dakota!" I scream running to her.

As all the girls run up to Dakota to see what's wrong, Harry runs up the stairs with his knife.

"No! Please!" Dakota screams, her voice hoarse. Harry walks up to her holding his knife up and smiling ear to ear evilly.

"What are you doing?!" I scream at Harry, stepping in front of Dakota to protect her. Harry pushes me out of the way, making me tumble to the ground hardly.

Harry holds his sharp metal knife to Dakota's neck.

"Never, ever, tell anyone or disobey me" Harry whispers into Dakota's ear.

"I w-won't" Dakota says, scared. Harry pulls the knife away from Dakota's neck.

"Get to bed" Harry says, walking down the stairs calmly as if nothing just happened. The girls and I just stand there in shock.

"Now!" Harry yells, making all of the girls run back into the bedroom.

Dakota sits down on her bed and starts bawling her eyes out. The girls and I walk to her bed to comfort her.

"Shh, it's okay" Sarah whispers to Dakota, rubbing her back.

"What happened with you and Harry?" Evie asks, worried.

"He didn't hurt me or anything, but he had th-that knife..." Dakota says, looking down.

"Let's just go to sleep, okay?" Dakota says, lying down. We all walk back to our own beds and turn off our lamps. We exchange goodnights before we rest into our deep sleeps.