It's been three days since I tried to escape. I've refused to leave the room I was given and let anyone enter it. The only thing I haven't refused was food and that's only because somebody puts a plate of food beside my door, knocks on it and leaves, everyday, three times a day. I know I don't want to be here but that's no reason that I should starve myself to death.
Maybe your wondering "So Kathy, what are you doing all day?" Well I have no signal on my phone so I haven't sent any messages or calls but there are quite a few things that I do in here actually. I watch TV, read a few books and talk to Olaf. Right now I'm looking at the Polaroid pictures I took with my family and Lina while laying on bed.
They must be freaking out looking for me. I miss them so much. Before I knew it the tears came bulging out of my eyes. I layed there crying my eyes out for about half an hour before I heard the knock. That must be the food. I wiped my eyes with the palms of my hands and opened the door.
My eyes landed on a pair of hands holding a plate of spaghetti and a bottle of water. I slowly looked up and my green eyes connected with a pair of hazel ones. The guy in front of me was very tall and was very fit and handsome. He had olive skin tone with shaggy raven black hair.
"Uh, here's your food." he said offering me the plate and the bottle. I took the plate and the water bottle very cautiously and just slammed the door right in his face and locked it right before he could say anything else. He started banging on the door telling me to open it. I ignored him and sat down with my food and started eating my spaghetti calmly.
"Kathy please open the door we have to talk!"
"I have nothing to talk about with you or your family!" I responded annoyed. Why wouldn't he shut up?
"Please open the door!" he pleaded again.
"Tell me one good reason why I should open this door."
"Because I come with a deal that may take you home."
And that caught my attention. A deal that will take me home. I reasoned if he was telling the truth or if it was just a way to get me to open the door. Oh well.
"What's the deal?" I asked when I opened the door.
"May I come in?"
I moved aside so he could enter. I watched his every move just to make sure he wasn't going to try to do anything funny. He moved a chair closer to the bed. Since there was only one chair I sat on the bed.
"My family and I have been discussing the problem from your point of view and we have comed up with a deal to propose to you. The deal is that you will stay here for one month to get to know us and get a glimpse of what may your life be if you stayed here. If by the end of the month you still want to leave, we will return you back to your home."
"As if I would want to stay here. That's such a-"
"Do you accept the deal or not?!" clearly annoyed that I just wouldn't give him an answer.
If I accept I may go home but if I don't I may not have any chance to do so. Besides, there is no way that they can convince me to stay.
"I accept." I answered with a firm nod and a silly serious face.
"Good, I'll let everyone know later. Well since you are going to get to know us I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Jace Storm." he extended his hand as he said so.
I shook his hand and introduced myself.
"I'm Katherine Dallas but you can call me Kathy."
"Well Kathy since you have been locked up in here for a few days and your gonna be here for a month, do you want me to give you a tour or do you want to explore around by yourself?"
"I think I can figure my way around."
"Whatever you say." He left the room and turned right.
'Okay Kathy, go and explore this mansion.' I grabbed Olaf so he could give me some comfort and got out of the room and turned left.
I walked down a few flights of stairs until I landed on hall lined with doors. If this was a movie it would have been pretty freaky.
'Okay Kathy, pick a number. Uh, seven.'
I walked down the hall and counted each door until I got in front of door number 7. I opened the door and saw that it was a huge library. The walls were covered in shelves filled with books and also there were like 30 other shelves that were about 20 feet tall that were also covered in books. In the center of the room there were a few couches, bean bags and a coffee table. I walked all around the wall feeling the book covers in m fingertips. There were books of all kinds, romance, drama, history, non-fiction. Everything!
I love books.They to any world you desire in a matter of seconds. Its like going on a vacation without having to pay and without the jet lag. Also, reading clears my mind and helps me forget about reality for a short matter of time.
"I guess you like to read."
I turned around to see who it was. I saw a guy that looked exactly as the one that I saw when I was escaping but somehow I knew this was not him. This one looks more grown up than the other one.
"Oops, sorry I didn't knock. I just saw that somebody left the door open and I saw you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ricky."
"Ricky. Well yes I do like reading."
"Were you looking for a specific kind of book?" He asked me stepping closer.
"Not really I was just looking around. You have a twin brother right?"
"Yeah Max, he's the one you saw when you were escaping. We look alike but we are totally different." he stated rolling his eyes. I guess they must fight alot.
"I can tell. Well, I'll be leaving now." I dashed through the door but he grabbed my arm softly.
"I just wanted to say that you can borrow all the books you want, when ever you want."
"Uh thanks, I will." and with hat I did leave. I continued walking down the hall lost in my thoughts.
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I found myself in the dining room. Other than the long dining table and the chairs there two small double doors that I could smell a delicious aroma coming out of there. I walked in and belly jumped in joy when I saw that it was the kitchen.
Everything was stainless steel. It was a big kitchen, almost as big as my old bedroom. I heard the oven ding and since nobody was around I checked whatever was in there. I opened the oven and took out a batch of brownies. Mmmm, my favorite. I put them down in a safe place to cool while I looked for a knife to cut them with. I started cutting the brownies in squares so I could eat one.
"What are you doing?!"
I turned around and came face to face with who I guessed was the head chef of the kitchen. He was chubby but not fat and looked like he was in his 70's.
"Uh, cutting brownies?"
"You are cutting brownies with that knife. No, no, no that one is to big you'll take of chunks. Here use this one." He took the knife of my hands and replaced it with another one. I continued to cut them and I could see what he meant.
"Oh, thanks. Sorry that I took the brownies without your permission. They just smelled so good and they ding-"
"Don't worry my dear. You just helped me a bit that's all. Oh where are my manners my name is Antonio." he introduced himself while placing a piece of brownie on a plate and going to the freezer.
"I'm Katherine but you can call me Kathy."
"Well Kathy would you like to try my famous brownies?"
"You don't even have to ask."
He handed me a plate with a brownie, a ball of vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup drizzled on top. I took a spoonful and shoved it in my mouth.
"Mmmmmm it's so good!"
"Glad you liked it! You can come by any time you are hungry. Would you mind helping me finish dinner."
"Sure."
I spent the rest of the afternoon cooking with Antonio and since I still didn't feel like having dinner surrounded by werewolves I ate with Antonio in the kitchen.
Maybe this month won't be so bad after all.
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A.N
Sorry guys that I didn't post in about 2 weeks but I had alot of work I had to do. Thank you guys for 96 READS!!!!! I still can't believe that I have almost a 100 reads! I love you guys so much! <3
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