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ABBEIGH'S POINT OF VIEW
I took out the tape from the recorder as Mallory placed the pillows back on the couch.
It was already 1:30 in the morning when we finished one-fourth of the tapes. Mallory was a crying mess while we were watching. Saying how she missed my parents.
Why does she tell me she misses my parents? I haven't even heard her say that she missed me.
It was getting on my nerves, but I had to be calm.
"AAHH!! NO!! HELP!!" I heard a scream from outside.
Mallory looked at me confused. "Shit" I cursed under my breath.
Before I could even stop Mallory, she had already opened the door and raced out of the house. I followed her out and saw the neighbours dragging a girl in the house by the feet.
"H-Hey!!" Mallory called as she walked up to the neighbours.
"Damn it!" I cussed, pulling Mallory back. "Don't do it, Mal" I growled, trying my best not to tighten my grip on her wrist.
"Don't do what? Ask them what's going on?" Mallory asked as she forced her wrist out of my grip and made a nerve in my brain snap into two.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Mallory shouted as she made her way to my neighbours.
"Help!! Please!! Please!!" The girl pleaded while upside down as she tried to get away, but my neighbour's grip was too strong for her.
I quickly went inside my house and grabbed the biggest plate on the rack. I stomped my way outside and raised the plate above my head.
"WATCH OUT!!" The girl screamed at Mallory.
Before Mallory could even react to the Girl's caution, I already smashed the plate on Mallory's head, letting it break into pieces by the impact.
Mallory fell down to the ground on her side, as blood trailed down her
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!! HELP!! ANYBODY!!" The girl continued screaming as my neighbour continued to pull her inside.
I clicked my tongue and grabbed the shoulders of the girl, helping my neighbour bring her inside the house.
"You just had to ruin my night" I hissed before dropping the girl's shoulder, her head banging on the floor, knocking her out.
"Hey! Be careful with her!" My neighbour exclaimed, knitting their brows together.
"You should be careful about how you bring those in" I said, rolling my eyes before heading outside.
I stood above Mallory's head, looking down at her unconscious body. "If you hadn't gone out, I wouldn't have to knock you out" I growled as I did my best to drag her back inside my house by her armpits.
I sat her down the chair and tied her hands to her back, tying a piece of cloth on her mouth, I blindfolded her.
I took out two of my hammers and looked at her knees. "You asked for it" I said through gritted teeth before smashing her knees at the same time.
"MMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!" Mallory groaned, the gag helping it become muffled.
Tears fell from her eyes as she sniffled, her kneecaps probably crushed. She continued to cry as I placed the hammers back down.
I walked up to her, gently stroking her hair, smiling down at her, as she continued to cry from the pain that her kneecaps was causing her.
I took off the gag from her mouth, hearing her piercing cries ring through the whole house.
"God damn it, shut up!" I shouted, putting back the gag to muffle her cries.
She continued to scream, shaking her head fiercely, trying to take the gag off of her.
I took out a chair and placed it in front of her as I sat down, smiling at her.
"You look very daring, right now, you know that?" I asked, holding my left cheek with my left hand, my right arm tucked underneath my left elbow.
"MMMMMMMMMMPH!!!" Mallory's muffled scream just continued.
"Now, now, Mallory, you'll strain your throat" I said, really worried as I held her face in between my hands.
"I'll take off the gag, just don't scream okay? It won't help you" I gently said, stroking her cheek with my thumb.
Mallory sniffled, worry written all over her eyes as the tears started to slow down. She stabled herself and nodded her head, still sniffling.
I smiled at her and pulled the gag down. My smile got bigger when Mallory didn't actually scream.
Usually in the movies, if the kidnapper says that they'll take off the gag as long as the hostage doesn't scream the hostage will still scream, trying their best to cut their vocal cords into two.
But Mallory didn't scream. She remained silent as she stared into my eyes, a smile plastered on my face.
"Good girl" I cooed as I hid the gag.
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