(Asaka Point of View)
I call in several people to get everything professionally clean. I watch them work, making sure everything was taken care of. I got a new door, the body removed, blood removed, and matching clothes to everything that got blood on them. I also get some tape that doesn't stick to his skin. I ensure he can't get out of the tape but it doesn't hurt him. I sit beside him on the bed as I play with his hair. I need him to stay with me. I know I lied to him about taking him home but I needed his trust in me. I can't let him leave. I love him very much. I can't have him go anywhere. Hecano stay here with me for the rest of his life. I hope he doesn't hate me after this. I just him. I need him with me. I put
another litter box into his bathroom and some toys with him. I put a collar on him. I have some leashes in the nightstand drawer. After all, I want him to be able to walk around but I don't have anything here to make it so he can move around without running away. I do have all of the windows locked now and most doors locked. I have the keys to the rooms that I will need to be in. I do have a master key for all of the rooms in my room. I do have my room and my darling's bathroom unlocked. I have set up a camera in the room so I can always watch him.
When I see my darling starting to wake up, I move off of his bed. I sit down in a chair that I had moved into his room. I see him starting to panic as he tries to get out but fails. He ends up trying to sit up but he doesn't seem able to.
"Darling. Be careful."
"Don't call me that." He is so scared. He is looking up at me with pure fear. He isn't yelling at me, which is good.
"I will give you some time."
I leave the room. I should have expected that. The best way to get him to love me would be Stockholm syndrome. I can learn his native language as I wait. I could leave him there for a day or two. I can take off the tape when he falls asleep and that is when I can give him food. Hopefully, this works. He has Lev and he will be fed and have water.
I am watching my darling most of the day. He seems to be crying more than anything. I hear him saying that he wants food and that he is sorry. I hate seeing him like this. I can't do this. I make him some food and it is around 9 when I enter his room. His face is red from crying. I lock the door behind me. I walk up to him.
"I'm going to feed you, alright?"
He nods his head slightly. I had used the leftovers from dinner yesterday for today. I spoon-fed him. He eats it, which is good. He seems so upset and scared. I hate that I have done this to him. Once he is done eating, I lift his head up and slowly give him the water. He is being so good for me. I can see the fear in his eyes but he isn't resiting. I should have been easier on him. He is just scared. He does seem to be feeling better now. I put the stuff to the side.
"Why did you do this?"
"Like I said before, I can't have you leave."
I see him look down. "Can you remove the tape?"
I pause for a second. I lightly hold his wrists where they are taped to the bed. "Not yet. Maybe tomorrow." I don't want him to leave me. I can't have him leave me. I need him to stay. Plus, I need to get hooks up for his leash so I know he won't run away.
I leave his room as I head out into the living room. I should give him time and let him go to bed. He will warm up to me soon, if not, I might have to do more drastic things. I don't want to hurt him but if I have to, I will. I need him to stay. I should clean up and then head to the police station to keep my cover and not mess this up. I need to make sure that no one suspects a thing and I need to make sure that all of the