*WARNING strong language is used* Gabriella's eyes fluttered open and she found herself in a strange room. The walls were decorated with multiple patterns and different color schemes. There were stuffed animal scattered on the floor, most of them had a twisted smile stitched on their face. She had no idea where she was. "W-where am I?" Gabriella said to herself. But as she tried to get up, she discovered that she was tied to a chair, her arms behind the chair and her ankles to the legs. Her eyes widened and her heart began to beat faster as panic struck her being. She tried to free herself but to no avail. " HELP!!! SOMEBODY PLEASE!!!" She called out in hopes someone would hear her. Just then there were footsteps heading up to the room. Gabriella quickly turned her head to the door. "Whose.. Whose there??" All of a sudden the door was kicked open with a loud thud. Gabriella jumped and cringed away immediately at the intimidating sight before her. There was a man standing there, holding a baseball bat with sharp nails sticking out of it. He had dark red hair and tan skin. His red eyes had a sadistic flare to them as he stared down at her. " what the hell is this?" he asked, as he tilted his head to the side, " So this is Artie's bitch huh?" Gabriella's head snapped back, immediately offended, " e-excuse me?!" She questioned, her voice raising, " I'm not a-" Her sentence cut short by the baseball bat at her neck, the nails poking at it. He leered in closer, his eyes filled with anger, " Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You wanna die that badly don't you slut?" Fear ran through Gabriella's veins as she silently pleaded for her life. Suddenly a familiar voice filled the room, " Alfred~? What do you think you are doing to my princess?" The guy named Alfred turned around only to see Artie there with a smile on his face. Gabriella felt relieved as the bat was removed from her throat, Alfred glared down at her, tskd, then walked out of the room but not before stating, " you better keep that whore in her place." Artie watched him leave then giggled as he sat down across from her, " I'm deeply sorry about Alfred, he just has to be a meanie sometimes." he smiled widely at her. Gabriella didn't have time for this nonsense!!! She wanted an explanation! " Artie! What the hell-" " Nah-uh-uh!" Artie moved one of his index fingers from side to side as he shook his head. " Princesses shouldn't use such language," Gabriella crooked her head to the side as she looked at him in disbelief..what the hell was going on?! " Artie, please explain to me what I'm doing here! Why am I tied up? And why are you calling me princess?" Artie's smile grew wider as he locked eyes with her, his blue eyes darkened. " It's quite simple my dear, after our little introduction to each other earlier, I instantly figured It would be nice to have you as a playmate.." He creeped up closer to her, she looked at him, her eyebrows burrowing together slightly. " After I stole you away, I got a closer look at you. You, my poppet, are truly a beautiful girl, and I can't simply just let you go! So that's when I decided to make you my princess!" His eyes lit up as he said 'princess'..Gabriella could NOT believe what she was hearing. This-this couldn't be happening..This had to be a dream.It just had to! She turned her face away from him, she was so scared. She suddenly felt herself freed from the chair, a knife in Artie's hand, he made a mocking pouty face, " Aww, what's wrong dearest? Why are you acting so shy?" She shook her head,tears started to form at the corners of her eyes. " Artie, please let me go, I have to go home.." Artie put both of his hands on each of her cheeks as he turned her head slowly so she was facing him. He added pressure just enough that her cheeks were pushed together and her lips were pushed out, " Gabriella, my dear princess, you are home my sweet. There's no need to cry," he ran one of his hands through her hair and leaned into her ear and whispered, " I'll take good care of you,poppet." Artie then removed his hands then stood," You better rest, princess. We'll play tomorrow !~" Gabriella gasped as she felt his lips on her forehead. He walked to the door then switched off the light, " Nighty night!" and with that the door was closed. Gabriella looked around in the darkness, her face coiled up in complete and utter fear. Tears began to flow as she sobbed into the pile of stuffed animals. Why her?
End of part 2
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