Maya
“You’re the smartest kind of stupid.”
What does that even mean? All I did was get the question wrong. How am i stupid? How can i be smart *and* stupid? Shit, I’m not sure if u can even talk back right now.
“Ella? Why’d you go quiet? I was just messing with you sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me sweetheart.” I am so tired.
I’ve been here for 30 days. I ended up here because i answered a question about like….the system and the world. Somehow I managed to get it wrong. Here, you go away when that happens. I just now found this out. I have only been living in this neighborhood for three days. They didn’t tell me anything.
“You just going to be a little quiet sassy Ella? Why you look so upset.” His puppy dog eyes.
Gross. “I’m quiet because you kidnapped me you, motherf-cking bastard.”
He leaned in. “Get off, I don’t even know you!” I struggled. He’s pretty strong and i’m pretty, not strong. I’m so sorry Maya. Momma is coming home soon. I just. Need to get my memory back. I remember nothing but answering the question and then walked away. I even had Ma’ in my arms. …. ….. …
Holy shit. I had Maya on my hip when that happened. My adrenaline was high enough that i could push him off me. I took a breathe.
“Where’s my daughter? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH-“
“Shh shh.. don’t worry darling. Mama is safe and sound. Just down the hall.”
“I don’t even know if i can trust you. All you’ve done is harass and grab me in places that you shouldn’t be.” All of a sudden i couldn’t hold my anger back.
“WHERES MAYA?”
“Really want to know?.”
“YES . Tell me right now or I’ll slit your damn eyes out and feed them to your ass. Hurry up.”
He’s just chucking. What the fuck.
“She’s going through a .. testing process. Hehe a bit of a pain inducing one but very very much worth it!”
…. What???….. What do i do…