He left me alone for the rest of the day and for that, I was glad. Either he left me alone or I was doing a good job at staying in my room the entire time and not leaving so I don't have to face him. I was hurt that he had laughed at me and laughed at my words of referring to Xavier and Penelope as my parents. He didn't understand the Huxx family like I did. The Huxx's were the only ones who never laughed at me, they laughed with me, and sadly for Bishop, they did see me as family. But most importantly Oden saw me as his perfect doll and for that, I was happy and satisfied. No matter how hard Bishop laughed, I always had this at the end of the day. I still had my Oden and my Oden was on his way to save me, no matter how many times Bishop would move us around. Oden will find me. I stood up, still dressed in the clothes that I had changed into last night before I tried to go to sleep. I was too lazy to bath and too u

I smiled at the realization that Oden is on his way and he's close. How do I know this? Because Bishop woke me up with a start and pointed a gun into my back, daring me to put up a fight as he led me into his car and began driving us away. I looked at the distant city, a smile on my face as my fingers held onto the glass. Oden cared, and that's all I cared about. I didn't care that Bishop had managed to get me away before Oden got to me. As long as Oden was looking for me, I knew that everything was going to work out. I was still Oden's perfect doll and he was coming for me. I looked on at the city until it became but a small dot in the distance and I couldn't see anything anymore. I finally took my face off the window and rested my head against the seat before I looked at Bishop's lap where his gun sat in between his thighs as he drove. He had his hands on the steering wheel but his face was p

"Doll, wake up," I heard someone whisper over and over in my ear. I frowned, feeling frustrated because they were interrupting me from my dream world. That's where I went to escape. In my dream world, I was with Oden, sitting between his legs as he played with my hair and braided it. I groaned, but opened my eyes to look into Bishop's blue orbs. "What's wrong?" I asked in a groggy voice, "do we have to leave again?" I couldn't think of any other reason that he could've disturbed my sleep for, except this. "I know that it's late, but..." he paused, gesturing to the window behind him with his thumb, "it's raining." "It's raining?" "Yes, it's raining." "Raining?" "Yes, it's raining." "It's raining..." He chuckled, shaking his head, "let's go outside." I shot up from the bed and accepted his han