Escape

Nearly ten minutes after Clair made her sit and chunks of hair seems to have fallen, she made Evie face the mirror, she knew she'll feel uneasy the moment she does, and she wasn't the least bit disappointed but she didn't know the extent of it.

Half of her hair was gone, and she wonder where he blood came from because no wounds seems to be on her hair, it was just more lower than it was earlier.

She felt a very dull pain in her back and raised her to feel like her back, touching her back a bit she grimaced, the pain was heart wrenching, oh God.

"Baby, sorry, mummy was just trying to have fun" Clair said smoothing her hair out with her hands.

Have fun? Have fun? Hah, Genevieve didn't know whether to laugh or cry, trying to have fun and she's feeling this amount of things on her back.

Clair left her alone for some minutes saying it's afternoon and she needs to take her pills, Genevieve stood before the mirror and turned herself slightly to look at her back through the mirror, how horrific, her so called gown was filled with cuts, she undid her zipper so she could get a better view but it just makes her more nauseous.

The back that was supposed to be full of tender skin without no single scratch, was now filled with insane blade marks, from her middle back area to her lower waist, only the space between her neck was free of this, and some parts of her back was free of this. She didn't know what to feel, hearing the sounds of footsteps she immediately wore her clothes back and stood quietly beside the chair like Clair left her, looking like she never even breathe.

She came into the room with the same pill and the same black liquid, Evie wondered why she couldn't take the pills with normal water but didn't dare raise that question out. Handing the pill over to Evie, she patted her on the head once again.

"You can take your pills and have some fun here, remember no matter what don't come out until I get you, and don't have the idea of going outside, VieVie mummy loves you" and she left.

Evie grimaced with the word loves you, but why the cut? And also she thought she was too far comfortable that the thought of attempting to escape haven't crossed her mind, Evie took her pills and drank the black liquid, then made her way to the bunch of toys on the ground which Clair seems to have delivered there in God knows when.

She was there until the late hour of night, expecting Clair to come have picked her in like around 5pm but she never came, and it's now 10pm roughly.

Sitting more minutes and Clair came in, covered in the stench of blood, she reeks of it, and she smiled at Evie, with her brown teeth, before yanking her from where she's sitting and into the dinning room.

"Couldn't finish the meat for today, I'll give you a proper meat tomorrow, so I warmed up the soup from earlier and here you go" She started.

Evie was thankful that she couldn't eat whatever meat Clair seems to have prepared, but her thankfulness turned sour when she was faced with this soup again. Having no other choice she picked the bowl up and downed it like she did earlier during breakfast and took her pills again, Clair couldn't tone herself down and continue on and on about what a good girl Evie was. Clair led her back to her room then left not before locking the doors.

Genevieve spent her day like normal, nothing goes wrong except getting a chunk of hair and blood all around the cute playroom, eat the same food, wear the same dress, the same outfits, the same bangs.

That's how she spent the next few weeks with nothing else to do, Clair doesn't go without praising her, but doesn't know the plan the seven year old had, Genevieve noticed anytime Clair drops her at the playground she tends to go almost full seven to ten hours without coming back so she made her plan carefully.

First time, she went out of the room after Clair left 1hr later, she traced Clair but couldn't find her, and looked at all the rooms if she were there but apparently she couldn't find Clair anywhere.

Second time, she went to look for any space that's able fit her, after she checked the doors on the first day and realized she couldn't pass through if she wanted to make her escape.

Third time, she tailed Clair and realized Clair tends to leave the house after dropping her in that play room, but where she goes Evie does not know, but then she never sees Clair's husband during the day, but always sees him during dinner.

So she played cool for the next few days that came, and it all went by in a blur, she felt the thrill of escaping and was quite happy but hold herself back.

On exactly three days after she made her survey, she finally planned to escape that very day, Clair left her as usual and 2hrs after Clair left, she picked herself up from the ground opened the door gently even tho she knew no one was with her she felt she had to be careful nonetheless. She went to her secret doorway, it was a tiny little vent space in the store room, looks rusted but with the days she's spent on drafting her plan she already worked on how to open the door, and she did everything easily.

Coming out of the vent she entered a pipe that somehow lead to the trash box, there was a stinky smell of decayed body, Evie wasn't the least bit surprised, she only made a sour expression cause of the smell, she already used the vent two days ago and knew where it led to, she quickly rose from the vent and started running in the direction of the woods.

Running for what felt like hours, and realizing no one started looking for her, she ran and ran and ran, until she heard the sound of a river, her face turned into a bright smile, while she ran and walked in that direction, she saw the sparkling water and bent down to down some, she was so satisfied that after, she again got excited and started walking, after walking for what felt like another 2hrs, she saw a hut and even tho she was weary she still went there, she opened the door slightly and came face-to-face with who seems to be the owner, he looked at her face then her body.

"Where did you come from little girl?" The man asked her in an ascent that sounds weird, he looks like he doesn't know his way around English.

"Can you please help me? There's this woman who kept me in her basement, am sorry but I'll just be here for just tonight" she pleaded.

"Oh God, no no, it's okey, a kid like you being in the woods is weird anymore, come sit, am having rice I'll spare some" the rough man Said.

Genevieve kept thanking him and sat down to eat the food, the man told her to be easy, half way through the food, the man looked out the window, and Genevieve became scared again, but the man assured her and said it's just his friends that went out earlier….. she wad relieved and went back eating.

The door opened slightly and Genevieve felt goosebumps all over her, she raised her head a little having a bad feeling about this, she was indeed met with Clair's furious glare, she gulped loudly, and faced the so called man who she thought will be her savior.

"Is she the one you're looking for?" The man asked Clair.

"Yes Jacques, I'll take her now, and you'll get your goods tomorrow after have settled something's with her" Clair said with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes.

Jacques made a sound of acknowledgement, and proceeds to pack the plates, Clair came near Genevieve and looked at her from heads to toe, shaking here head she yanked the poor girl out of her chairs.

"We talked about this, and I thought we agreed not to disobey mommy? Well, you'll know why you shouldn't let's go home" Clair said in a weird voice.

"No no no no no no no no no no no no" Genevieve Kept chanting while her version started getting black.

She knows what Clair can do even when she didn't break any rules, the woman literally puts the kid on her lap and cut her up with a blade, but what will she do when Genevieve tries to escape? That's one of the things Genevieve doesn't want to know ever, but apparently she was about to find out, the consequences of escaping from her MOTHER.