The sudden change in him was overwhelming. I think he finally realized that he's not alone...that he's not the only one who's been abandoned. With my hand finally free of the cuff I got up and ventured around what I assumed was his room. I saw his dressers and I tried to keep away from that. I didn't need nor want to know what he kept in those drawers. Something on top of his dresser caught my eye though and I unwillingly ventured towards it. It was a box. I went to open it but it was locked. I guess he didn't want anyone to know what was in it. I continued exploring his room and didn't notice when he entered the room.

"Darling...what are you doing?" he asked softly.

"I-I...I wanted to look around your room...I want to understand you more..."

He tilted his head to the side, a small smirk on his face, "Is Darling curious about me? All you need is to ask Darling. You shall receive. Be careful of what you ask though for the answers may not be very...pleasant." He chuckled and looked at me.

"Why am I here?"

"Because Darling...I'm lonely...you've been on my mind for a while...I had to have you..."

"But...I still don't understand..."

"Darling...you don't need to understand...all you need is to trust me...I don't wish to hurt you but I do want you as mine and I will do anything...ANYTHING...to make that happen...."

"Okay....okay...alright. Uhm...you seem a bit...uhm...obsessed."

"Darling...dear sweet...innocent darling...I may seem obsessed...but fear not. I'm rather kind and caring...it's only when I get jealous...or angry that I tend to...uh...lash out..."

"But...you lashed out when you came in here...like 5 minutes ago..."

"Yeah...Darling that's something I'm not ready to explain yet."

I sighed. Were all his answers going to be so guarded? Why would he lash out like that? Why does he call me Darling all the time if he knows my name? What's in the locked box on his desk? Why did he pick me instead of someone else...I wanted to ask these questions and many more but...his answers were cryptic. I had a feeling they were always going to be cryptic. I looked up and saw he was staring at me. I froze, eyes wide as he moved toward me gracefully. I didn't realize but I backed up into a wall. He stood in front of me, hands on either side of my head.

"Questions were meant to be answered Darling...much like riddles were made to be solved. However, in this room and my house both are connected. Feel free to come out and eat with me whenever you feel like it." He moved close to my ear and whispered softly, sending chills up my spine, "Farewell Darling...and good luck figuring me out."

A/N

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