I wanted to believe him
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I dug at the cuffs on my ankles, the skin beneath them long since rubbed raw and wet with blisters. I could hear him coming down the stairs. As his huge frame lumbered into view, I scurried into the corner, shielding my face. It was hard to predict when he would be drunk and angry, and perhaps that was intentional on his part.
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I wanted to believe him

by Chroomazoom

I dug at the cuffs on my ankles, the skin beneath them long since rubbed raw and wet with blisters. I could hear him coming down the stairs.

As his huge frame lumbered into view, I scurried into the corner, shielding my face. It was hard to predict when he would be drunk and angry, and perhaps that was intentional on his part.

He tossed a bowl of watery gruel to the floor. Most of it spilled, but I had learned to put on a show of lapping it up hungrily. He laughed hoarsely.

"You keep behaving yerself, I might start bringing you two bowls."

I glanced up briefly. His eyes leered down at me through the filthy mat of hair and beard. He flashed me a childlike grin and plodded back up the stairs, locking the heavy door behind him.

I don't know why he chose me. He watched us for months, sending letter after letter to me. We tried skipping town, but he managed to find us.

He told me I was special, that he would whisk me away to magic and adventure. Maybe we thought it would be easier to cooperate. Maybe deep down, I wanted to believe him.

I licked the last trace of gruel from the bowl, the knot in my stomach still twisting. I should have stayed in the cupboard under the stairs.

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