THREE
Each girl had a room. 'They all had their designated rooms...'
Nataly took her clothes off and stood before the mirror. She looked at her scared body with hatred in her eyes. She hated that fucking man with all her heart. If she ever crossed roads with him. She will kill him slowly.
She didn't understand. How can your flesh and blood commit such a sin? Her brother was a sick man. He loved spilling blood.
She was not feeling good about the house, just like Victoria. Her brother was in jail, but she couldn't help but feel, he'll show up anytime. If that were to happen, all of them were doomed.
She didn't know why she agreed to come back to this haunted town.
He was sick and loved them young. He killed their parents. People always believed everything he said because he had an innocent face. They had no idea how disturbed he was. That mother fucking loony.
Victoria was passing Nataly's room when she saw the door was not closed. The light was dim, but it was specifically, focused on the person standing in front of the mirror. Victoria recognised those scars Nataly had on her body. There were so many of them. Her entire back was covered with them, even below her bottoms.
What did this mean?
Without realising her actions, she went inside the room and closed the door behind her. She knew no matter what, Nataly didn't want their friends to see this.
"Was it Jonah who did that to you?" said a cold voice behind Nataly.
She was engrossed in her hate. She didn't hear anyone entering her room. She automatically covered her body. She remembers the voice asking a question, but she didn't hear the question.
She was panicking, protecting herself. She felt cold chills in all parts of her body. Anger and disgust consumed her. She felt a throbbing pain in her head.
Stress.
Every time she tried so hard to hide her emotions and instilled anger and hatred in her heart, this always happened. It was like her brain was warning her. It was sending her little messages.
'You are going the wrong way, Nataly. Be careful before you become what you hate the most.'
Victoria saw the look in Nataly's eyes. So, she said: "Tik Tok, the time is running out, little firecracker. Circles and circles round and round. Where is the way out? Nowhere to go. Where are your saviours? You will be mine till eternity?"
She got a reaction from Nataly as she turned around with wide eyes looking at Victoria.
"Little girls who disobey are punished, with peeling skin, carve round, round, little circles as a reminder."
Nataly took a step back as if she was going back in memory lane as if she was reliving the most horrific thing in her life.
"You see, little firecracker. These are the consequences of not listening to instructions. Now I have to carve you and peel off this delicate skin."
Nataly whimpered. What is happening? She grabbed her hair harshly. She must be dreaming.
"No." She whispered, pulling her hair.
Victoria didn't stop. She had no idea why she was doing it, but she felt she needed to do it.
"Carving your skin gives me joy. I think I will do it. Just for the fun of it."
A strangled scream came out from Nataly's mouth. She was suffocating. She was hyperventilating now.
"Little firecracker scream for me. I like it when you plead. Beg me to stop."
Nataly fell to her knees. She started to plead, begging her to stop.
What was happening?
"Maybe I should just cut your stomach open. It looks very inviting. Do you think your little organs would be able to handle the trauma, little firecracker?"
"SHUT UP." She screamed, looking at Victoria with her red eyes filled with fury.
"JUST. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP." said Nataly harshly.
There was banging on the door. All the other six girls were standing outside, not knowing what was happening inside the room.
"So, you do know Jonah," said Victoria with hatred in her voice.
Nataly froze and looked at Victoria.
"He didn't, did he?" asked Nataly with fear in her eyes.
"Of course he did. He loved calling me little Natty, too," now she understood what was happening.
That madman stole anyone who resembled Nataly. If there were some similarities, it was enough for him.
"Who is he to you?" asked Victoria softly.
"My brother." Shocked, Victoria screamed, "Are you fucking serious?"
Nataly nodded her head.
"Nataly, he didn't do all of those things to you, right?" she asked with fear.
"You are his sister," she said with a trembling voice. She felt pain in her heart and disgust for that monster.
If her brother did that to her, she didn't think she would ever be able to accept it and live with it. Who knows for how long he tormented her?
It explained why the scars were so many.
"He killed our parents. So, yes! He did that to me." Nataly choked out.
"Oh, my God." Victoria felt like vomiting.
"He's out," Victoria whispered in fear. She looked at Nataly with fear.
"That is why I have been extra paranoid." Nataly stood there for a few seconds, before she frantically started packing her things.
"We need to leave right now," she said whilst sobbing.
"He's coming for us."
She had been right. Someone was watching her. Jonah found her, and this isolated place, was perfect for his dirty deeds.
Victoria looked at her with the same urgency. She was worried now because of the way his sister reacted. She knew hell was now their home. They were in his kingdom. Somehow, she knew it was too late.
She ran for the door when she opened it all their friends fell in.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh" she screamed in fear. She was shocked.
"What is it?" asked Nataly with a scared voice.
Their friends hurriedly stood up and frowned, looking at their friends.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" asked Monica in an annoyed voice.
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