Soulmates

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My eyes fluttered open as my nose filled with a horrible stench.

I looked around the unfamiliar room which looked like it belonged on the show hoarders.

What the fuck?" I mumbled as I tried to sit up. My mouth was extremely dry and I felt like I got hit by a truck. I looked around the room to see pictures of myself. They ranged from pictures of me working, to me at the grocery store all the way to me in the hot tub at the house. There were even some from the video of us at the asylum from a year ago.

I felt my heart start to race as my eyes darted to each picture.

I needed to get out of here.

I tried to stand but realized I was handcuffed to the bed I was laying on. "No no no." I wimpered as tears filled my eyes.

What the fuck was going on?

I don't know how long I sat there, before Peter came into the room wearing workout gear. "You're up!" He said as I glared at him.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked as he chuckled and drank his water. "What do you mean?" He asked so nonchalantly it pissed me off.

"I mean why the fuck am I handcuffed to your nasty ass bed surrounded by pictures of myself?" I asked and fought against the restraints. "Oh! I thought we could just hang out." He said as I clenched my jaw.

"This isn't hanging out! This is fucking kidnapping!" I yelled angrily as he came over and slapped me. "Stop screaming. We're just hanging out." He said as I stared at him.

"Fucking let me go." I growled as he shook his head. "I can't do that." He said as his watch dinged, as if an alarm was going off. "Oof, gotta run. Can't be late to work." He said then left the room.

"Peter!" I screamed then looked around the room as my heart rate picked up. I was hoping I would see my phone somewhere so I could call 911.

I noticed that in the corner of the filthy room there was a pile of neatly folded scrubs that looked like the ones I wore last night.

I sucked in a shaky breath then looked down to see that I was wearing a little white dress with black stockings.

I shuttered at the thought of Peter changing me then writhed against the cuffs, hoping to break free from them.

"No." I whispered as I yanked against them, feeling the tears start to pour down my cheeks. I felt like an absolute idiot for not picking up on the signs.

No matter where I went he was always there. He knew I was going to the grocery store because it was my day off. He knew where I lived because he followed me home. He knew my schedule.

He knew so much about me because he was stalking me.

"Fuck!" I screamed as I kicked my legs out. "HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!" I screamed and cried out, praying that someone would help me through this.

I fought for a long time, kicking and screaming before I gave up. There was no use, I just wasn't strong enough.

As I laid there I found myself thinking about Colby. He was going to be so worried when he found out I never came home last night.

I wondered what he would do. Would he call the police right away or would he wait? Would they even find me?

I didn't even know where I was.

I laid there for hours, just staring at the pictures that surrounded me. I felt my heart break as I looked at the pictures of me at home with everyone. I didn't know if I would ever live like that again or if I was trapped here until I rotted away to nothing.

"Honey, I'm home." Peter said as he came into the room. "Let me go." I whispered and looked at him with tears in my eyes. "But you just got here!" He said as I shook my head.

"You need to let me go. You can still get out of this..if you let me go I won't tell anyone. You won't get in trouble." I said as a steady stream of tears trickled down my cheeks.

"It wouldn't be the same though. You know my little secret." He said and looked at me with crazy eyes. I had never seen someone so detached before and it scared me.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked as he chuckled. "You're my muse. I knew from the minute I saw you that I needed you forever." He said then cupped my chin gently, lifting my head up slightly.

"Those beautiful doe like eyes, surrounded by the peppering of freckles. I couldn't resist the way your eyes sparkled on camera." He said as I trembled and flinched away from him.

"You can't keep me here. They're gonna find me." I mumbled as he laughed. "I'd like to see them try." He said then stood up straight. "Supper will be ready soon." He said then left the room.

I felt myself breaking down again as I pulled against the cuffs again. I didn't know what was going to happened to me, or what Peter's plan was. I didn't know him well enough for that.

He knew me though.

"I made your favorite." He said and held up a plate of mac and cheese. I shook my head then looked away from him. "I'm not hungry." I said as he chuckled.

"Sure you are, honey. You haven't eaten since Saturday, it's Monday." He said as I shuttered from how absolutely creepy he was.

"Go away." I whispered as he came over and cupped my cheek with his palm. "Soon you'll realize we are meant to be." He said quietly as I shook my head.

"I won't tell anyone if you let me go. You won't get in trouble, I promise." I said as he shook his head. "I don't think you understand. You're staying here with me forever and nothing will change that. You're my muse, Violet." He said then stood up straight and plucked a picture from the wall.

I noticed it was the one that was a screenshot from the asylum. "When I first saw you I knew we were meant to be together. I knew that you were the one for me. Our two souls were bound to be together." He said longingly as he studied the picture.

"Your beauty was so alluring even on camera." He said then looked at me. "I knew I needed to find you in person so you could feel this connection as well." He said then reached down and brushed my hair behind my ear.

"So you're a fan." A said as he shrugged. "I had seen a couple videos, but that one stuck out to me. The universe wants us together." He said as I shook my head.

"You're fucking crazy." I said as his face turned hard. He brought his hand back and slapped me, causing me to gasp. "Speak to me with respect." He said as I clenched my jaw.

"Fuck you." I said then took another slap to the face. I didn't care though, I didn't feel anything.

"You need to eat so you'll have energy for later. I don't want you falling asleep while we do the ceremony." He said as I shook my head. "What ceremony?" I asked as he chuckled and took a spoonful of mac and cheese and shoved it in my mouth.

"Don't worry about it yet." He said as he grabbed my jaw, forcing me to chew. The food didn't necessarily taste bad but I felt like I was going to throw up, simply from the situation I was in and also from how gross this room was.

As soon as he was done force feeding me he left the room, leaving me alone once again.

I found myself crying again, looking around the room. I couldn't stop thinking about how scary it would be to never be able to leave this room again.

I felt my heart crack in my chest at the idea of never seeing Colby again. I knew he would blame himself for all of this, but it wasn't his fault.

I knew he would find me though, no matter how long it took him. The love we had for eachother was too strong to let go.

We had to find eachother again.