“Pleeeeeeasse, take me back!” Jackie screeched at the lonesome young man. The little girl had gotten no reason for her being taken from her home in the early hours of the morning. No matter how much she yelled and cried the man with the dark brown hair and crisp clothes would not take her back.
“I want to go home!” She yelled.
“And I want to go to the moon. It ain’t happening sweetheart. Time to accept that.”
“I will never accept that, Gabrielle. Where are you taking me Gabrielle?” She giggles every time she said the name posted on his tag.
“Don’t call me that.”
“Because it’s my mothers name. I don’t like her.”
“Why is it on your tag then?”
“Because this use to be her suit.”
“Why don’t you get a new one?”
The man with the unknown name just sighs and sits down on a lonely rock.
“Gabrielle, Gabrielle, GABRIELLE.” She chants. He tries to quite her, but soon the little girl’s screaming at the top of her lungs. Suddenly he lunges for her tackling her to the ground. Tears run down her face.
“You must be quite.” He whispers
“You’re a sick sick man.” She replies in his ear
He stops holding her, gets up, and brushes off the dirt on his clean suit. Then he just stands there. As still as a statue, for several minutes until the girl just can’t stand it any longer.
“I think I broke him.” She whispers to her self.
Then he pipes up, “I’m not sick, I’m twisted. Sick makes it sound like there’s a cure.”
Thanks for reading! I’ve decided that I will continue this story on to the next challenge, it might be a little difficult, but I’ll try.
Go Team Emeralds!!!