4 -Chapter : 4-My little girl in the fire-

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Don't be shy, sing along with me.

Won't you?

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-Chapter 4- -Mathilda: Point of view-

"There was once a little girl.

Who used to play with me

under a massive old white tree.

Even if she ...wasn't with me.

She always hated

to be with you,

but she

always needed me.

La la la la la

It's just the way of life.

OOH, I see.

There was once a little girl.

That used to play with me.

And was she so wonderful for me

There was once a little girl.

That used to hide from me.

Under a beautiful massive old tree."🎶

The strangers that are standing in the distance, looking at me mumbling to the soft tone, for a while now- were getting irritated by my happy tone.

I have been repeating it over and over again for the past seven minutes, without fail.

Some were looking really pissed off, and others just wanted to come up to me-and put me duck tape, so I can just shut the fuck up.

While mumbling to the soft tone and rocking myself back and forth, staring at Mr.Pretty eyes just talking to the officer in blue.

I just wondered...Why is Mr.Pretty eyes talking so damn much with the officer in blue for?

What the heck are they both talking about to last that long, anyway?

My patience was running out, quickly.

Every second that went by was torture for me. I wanted to play with him and make his patience with me run extremely thin. That he'll beat me, letting all his anger out on me.

I want to see him furious with me. What would he do, when I succeed in pissing him off, over the edge? Would his eyes turn colors, again? That would be cool.

A smile creeps on my face, just the thought of it excites me ." Who are you smiling so creepily at ?" Hunter questions me while tapping me by my arm with his elbow softly.

"None of your freaking business... Pretty boy." I snapped, looking at him. He just raised an eyebrow at me and smiled in return.

"Well, it's if... I don't want to be dragged down with you, again. Are you just simply forgetting that we are chained together? '' He raises his cuffed hands slightly up to me, making a valid point.

I roll my eyes at him, openly "I wasn't planning on doing anything stupid. I'm a good little girl... Who knows, how to behave, Mr. Doll killer."

He looked at me with disbelief and curiosity.

Trying to decipher what I am really planning inside my little screwed up brain.

"Sure." He drags the word 'Sure' out with humor laced in his thick voice."You're not planning on doing something stupid... Yet." I shoot him a mockingly shock expression.

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes at me."What do you think they're going to do to us, here ?" He asks me while gazing at the officers that were giving the strangers, some white files.

"Maybe, pretty boy. They are going to give us some ice cream with rainbow sprinkles on top or... Best case scenario. They're probably going to give us some crazy sex to make us submit to their will.

I would prefer the second option. "The moment I whispered the last part to Hunter. Some of the strangers that were gazing at us, started choking on air.

I almost laugh at the scene before me ."On what are they choking on, anyway?" I ask Hunter with curiosity as a smile grace my lips.

"Really... Don't know, little doll face. Maybe they heard what you just said..." He smiles while looking at the strangers that are standing there looking at us.

But it was impossible for them to hear me from such a far distance, right? And more... That I whispered really low to Hunter.

Even Mr.Pretty eyes are glaring at me, now. Like if he has just heard, what I have just spewed out like an idiot with no shame.

I narrow my eyes at him and stick my tongue out at him to piss him off... But nothing happens. It's like nothing worked on this guy.

Jeez, this guy should win an award, because he has extreme patience with people like me.

Soon after a while went by. Mr. Pretty eyes finally stopped talking to the damn officer.

Jeez. Finally, I thought they were going to take forever. I was starting to think that they were going to get married and have kids.

The officers started unchaining us, one by one. I was the last one to be unchained, of course.

The best one for last, I guess?

Am I right?

The one who was unchaining me from these heavy handcuffs was Mr. kicker.

Damn, He still looked like he really wanted to keep playing with me... Too bad, now I have someone else to play soccer with.

"Well, Thank you, Mr.kicker. I hope to see you soon in the near future. " A big warm smile is plastered on my face as I say those words.

The cop that was kicking me, a while ago, looks up at me with hatred reflected in those brown eyes of his.

"You never learn, Don't you?"A deep voice from beside the cop asks me.

It gave me goosebumps the way he said it... Like if he really wanted to hurt me for not shutting the fuck up.

I gaze at the person with such an outstanding voice that I would love to hear scream in pure agony- while I cut his little friend off of him with a smile plastered on my face as I look down on him, while he screams in complete pain on the floor.

It was Mr.Pretty eyes staring directly down at me with dark green eyes.

"Where have those pretty blue orbs go?" I ask sadly, tilting my head slightly to the left. He raises an eyebrow at me. His eyes hold anger and a hint of amusement mixed in them.

"What?"I ask him with curiosity as a small smile spreads across my face... Like a little innocent girl trying to convince her parents, that she's not the devil incarnation that came to torment them in their sleep.

He was about to answer me... When the stupid kicker interrupted him "Welp, good luck with this one. You're gonna need it, Big time.

Trust me, don't let this little demonic creature trick you. She may look defenseless, but she's a violent one. " The officer warns him.

I rolled my eyes at that idiot. And glared at the officer retrieving figure -while Mr.pretty eyes escorted the idiot back to the white bus while talking to him.

Soon after Mr. kicker and the other officers got into their little white cars and drove off.

"Demonic creature" Hunter whispered to me softly with a smirk on his face. I playfully glared at him.

Mr.Doll killer aka Hunter's facial expression changed rampantly into one of concern, throwing me off into complete confusion.

Trailing my eyes to see what he was looking at, that got him so confused and uneasy for some reason.

More and more strangers were coming our way. But they were completely different from the ones, who were already here, watching us from a safe distance.

These new strangers were much more intimidating. They have this creepy and sinister aura around them, intoxicating the air and the ground they stepped on.

If I was a normal sweet girl, by now I would have been a mile away from these people.

But unfortunately for them, they are the ones who are supposed to be fearing and fleeing from me.

Glancing back at Hunter, who's right now, wasn't looking so good, I asked him" What is it, Hunter?"

"Nothing, it's just that I think. I have seen them before somewhere. But, I don't know, where from?" He mumbles, still, his eyes fixated on them.

"Maybe... Your dumb ass, killed one of their sisters or something ?"

He looks down at me, nodding his head slightly, "Maybe, I did ... Little demonic creature. " The confused and conflicted expression that he once held on his face was wiped off and replaced with a small cocky smile.

"Fuck you " I whispered at him, crossing my arms in front of my chest. While thinking of one million ways to kill him before I escape.

"I would love to, but... When would you like to fuck... Demonic creature?"I rolled my eyes so hard at his response that it's not even funny. My eyes rolled to another dimension, literally.

I was going to come up with a smart remark when a loud voice interrupted both of us. We both look in the direction of the deep voice.

It was Mr. Pretty eyes speaking " Today, you'll be under our care. You'll be trained to behave like human beings again. Each one of my people that are standing right here. " He stated while pointing at all the new strangers that were standing up straight, just looking at us with expressionless faces.

"One of them will be assigned as one of your trainers. They are going to train you to become weapons of war.

The good news is that you would be able to choose, whoever you want to train with.

The downside is that, whoever you choose, no matter how bad they treat you, you will not be able to change them. Understand?"

"Any questions?" He glances at all of us stopping at me.

A small smile spread slowly across my face as I raise my hand up like a student waiting for her teacher, to pick her to answer the stupid question.

"Yes ?"He responded with curiosity, waiting to hear my question.

"Would there be any ice cream or cake? I would love some cake, you know ." I asked him with honesty and hope in my voice.

The new strangers that were watching us started growling at me. It kinda startled me, out of my skin. They all sounded like they needed medical attention for their necks.

"Well, all of you should get your throat checked at the hospital quickly because it sounds extremely weird and unhealthy," I said as I giggled at them.

They all looked so angry, like if I offended their little egos that are non-existent.

"No, we don't have any ice cream or cake, little girl." Mr.Pretty eyes sternly said with furrowed eyebrows.

"Well... That freaking sucks, Mr. Pretty eyes." I pouted. He, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow in amusement with the little nickname that I just gave him. But nonetheless- he still looked a bit angry with me.

I can't make everyone happy, but I can make myself happy, instead. That's all that counts in the end.

Right?

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What do you think of Mathilda's behavior?