𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 | 𝐓.𝐇

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 ; 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝟏𝟐

1 Month later

Thomas had grown distant. I don't know why but after I "tried to run away " he's kept me chained up to my bed. He's boarded my room up more. It's pitch black. I can't even see 4 feet in front of me. I don't know what happened with us.

I feel more alone then I ever was before. Everything hurts and I haven't taken a shower sense. Luda doesn't wake me up anymore. Monty doesn't let me read his news paper after he's done with it anymore. Hoys doesn't bother me thankfully and tommy...oh tommy.

Everyday I wish I could hold him. I never wanted to leave I wanted to make a fucking Apple pie. I turned around my bed and looked at the wall. I put my left eyes close to the wall and looked out the moon shinning in the small hole.

Maybe escaping was really the best. I'm a crazy schizophrenic psycho who barley knows a guy and his family but is deeply In love.

Maybe it's the Texas heat getting to me I thought chuckling. I keep hearing things. Hearing people tell me to take my life. Strangle myself with the chain. But I just can't seem to leave. I want to go my brain tells me but the people in the shadows make me stay.

I turn around after hearing footsteps slowly walk up the stairs. I can tell which is which because I'm a weirdo who waits for tommy every night after dinner for food and for him to just check in.

Luda will come in sometimes with more clothes she's made But I know she keeps her distance with me.

Hoyt rarely comes up to my room if he hears a loud crash or just to be a pervert.

Breaking the thoughts Thomas walks in. I can feel the tension rise likes flames throughout my room. He sets a plate down that has some soup and bread in it. He puts some tea on the side of the bed.

"Thank u.." I mumbled so quiet I could barley hear myself. On accident I dropped the spoon in which it slipped down my bed- like a bad bitch-

Thomas bent down and put it back on my bed. He walked out without another word and locked my door. I sighed and looked at the spoon. There was dust and little hairs on it that it collected from the floor.

Cringing I tried wiping it off with my sleeve before eating I looked over beside my bed and saw a picture. I leaned over my bed and grabbed it looking at a girl. I sighed "Bianca..." mumbling

I was so mad at myself and everything I ripped it up. I screamed loudly and threw my bowl at the door hearing the fragile material burst and go all over. I heard different feet running until the door slammed open. Right as it did tommy walked in and I wasn't my self. I looked at him dead in the eye with full hatred and threw my glass cup at him it broke.

He looked unfazed until he seen the picture. He picked it up sense it was on its backside and turned it over to see her face.
I seen him put his hand in his pocket looking for the picture until he understand that I ripped his last photo of her up.

Hoyt looked at us "you bitch! We give you a house, clothes and food and this is what you do to us?! Tommy take her down! And boy so help me if you don't I will." He said yelling harshly and walking out.

I looked at Luda before she sighed and turns around. I looked to Thomas who was breathing hard. He sped walked to me breaking the chain in half before pulling me over his shoulder.

I cried and begged and screamed but I grabbed the spoon. He walked me down the basement before putting slamming me into the table. I groaned crying harder. "Tommy...please" I mumbled out reaching for him while shaking.

I seen his hands go into a fist and I closed my eyes. I knew it. I was over with.

"THOMAS!" I heard Hoyt yell from up top.
"GET UP HERE" Thomas pulled away from me grabbing his chainsaw and running up.

I cried to myself. I was gonna die by my lover. I heard a song over the radio.

It was calming me down I sighed softly and listens before slowly drifting off.

I woke up from a harsh blow to my face. I looked up and see it's Tommy. He rubbed my cheek and I was in a different part of the room. I was chained to the cement wall. He was kneeling over me with food.

"Open..." I heard his deep voice mumble. I turned my head away. He pulled me towards him and put the soup in front of my mouth. I clamped my lips down and put my head down.

Glancing up I seen him push his mask up a bit and he ate it. What a hog I thought before he grabbed my face and kissed me before shoving the food from his mouth into mine.

I gagged tasting the blood, and the rest of what ever meat was in it. He pulled away and wiped his face before looking at me. I ate it before he dips the spoon it the bowl and turned to me.

I opened my mouth not waning to do that again. He fed me until I told him I was fool. He got up leaving me and he never came back down.

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"Fuck..." I mumbled getting off the ground.
I held my shoulder and looked around fixing my eyes. I seen Thomas cutting up some guy from yesterday.

"Thomas?" I mumbled weekly. He ignored me.
I looked down and pushed my self far back into a wall. I need to leave. I need to go. I need t-
Thomas stood in front of me and he yanked the chain forcefully pulling me towards him.

He threw the breakfast plate on the ground next to me. Some eggs went on the ground. I looked at him for a spoon of fork. He shrugged and walked back to what he does best.  I sighed my heart hurt.

I ate with my hands before not being able to finish. I almost gagged eating some meat.

I thought of faking some injury and began crying
"Thomas help! Help!" I couldn't even get a third help out before he came to me looking worriedly?

"My arm...please my arm" I mumbled he got up and picked me up releasing the chain and put me on the table. I had cut my self on glass after the throwing bowls incident.

He looked for something to clean it up with but sighed and stood one finger out telling me to wait. But oh boy was he in for a treat. He ran up the stairs and I quietly got off grabbing something to throw in a direction to distract him when he comes back.

I hid in a dark corner under some boxes and soon he came down. I held my breath. This was it. He looked around worriedly and he almost came up to my side of the room before I threw something in another direction.

Gulping I waited. He looked around and when he got my side he went completely past me and I sighed. Hearing him run up the stairs I teared up a bit. In happiness and sadness.

I heard the chainsaw and then soon heard doors outside opening and his chainsaw get farther away from the house. Quietly I walked out the basement and out the room. I looked around the corner to see Hoyt looking out from
The porch with Monty and Luda shaking her head before going to clean up what seemed to be the end of breakfast.

I heard Monty say "told you she'd leave...they all do" I snickers before looking out the back door. I smiled a little and walked out quietly. I got out the house surprisingly fast and before ever turning around to Look at what was once my family for a short lived time. I ran.

I ran and ran. Until I got cought up in a tree limb. I sprained my ankle. "Good job idiot" I heard the voices. I couldn't get up as much as I tried and right at the last second I felt someone yank me up. I felt the bone in my ankle crack I cried harshly and looked at the man.

I seen his eyes I seen those eyes that once held softness...I seen him..with tears? Seeing him like this made me break until I pushed myself in his neck crying. "Why?...why?" I kept
Mumbling sniffling. I held onto him
"Thomas...I never wanted to leave. To do this.
I never wanted to the first time. I wanted to make a pie for Monty sense that was what he likes. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you scared. I'm sorry I broke the picture of your girlfriend. I'm sorry I worried you" I kept saying sorry about things

He pushed my hair out of my face and then he.