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Dallon stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide. He couldn’t breathe.
“Subject A, honey, come sit down. We have a lot to talk about,” Addy said from her spot at the kitchen table. At Dallon and Ryan’s kitchen table, the kitchen table that existed in their apartment. their apartment. This was all wrong, all wrong all wrong. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, the apartment was safe. It was safe. And now that safety was corrupted, corrupted forever.
Addy stared at him expectantly.
With shaky hands, Dallon fished his phone from his pocket “I’m..I’m going to call the police”
She tilted her head “and tell them what?”
He breathed heavily, trying to stay calm “tell them you broke into my fucking apartment! And that you- you work for the people who kidnapped me, and- and-“
“You sound delusional, dear. And even if you didn’t, it doesn’t matter. Legally, we own you.”
“That not true!” Dallon yelled
“Come sit down, honey. I just want to talk to you”
“No- no- you're trying to do that thing where you get in my head! I don’t want to talk to you! Get out of my apartment!”
“Subject A.” She said, standing up. Dallon’s breathing stuttered again “sit. Down.”
Dallon deflated, after a very long pause he finally inched towards the table, taking a seat across from addy.
“There, good boy.” She smiled “it is a lovely apartment, B lives with you I presume?”
Dallon nodded absently
“Did you get it all out of your system?”
Dallon looked up from the table “..what?”
“The tantrum, are you tired yet? It is rather cute you two decided to come here and play house for a while but it’s time to go home, dear.”
Dallon hadn’t noticed he was crying until now “no” he mumbled, it wasn’t even in disagreement, simply a plea
“Don’t be like that, A. Your room’s waiting for you, it’s all cleaned up. you’ll feel better once your home”
Dallon let out something similar to a sob, the crushing reality was starting to set in. He wrapped his arms around himself in an attempt to calm himself down
Addy sighed “I need you to call B”
“Why” Dallon managed shakily
“If I’m taking one of you I might as well do you a favor and take you both” the mockingly sweet voice now traded in for malice “just tell him he needs to come back to the apartment, and preferably fast.”
Ryan was in the middle of making the very important decision of which kind of instant ramen he would be buying. He nearly jumped at the sound of his phone going off, quickly pulling it out to look at the caller ID.
Dallon, obviously. Who else would be calling him? It wasn’t like this was exactly uncommon, they both hated being home alone, but the whole thing still made him a bit nervous.
“Hey Dal” he said nonchalantly “you home from work? what’s goin’ on?”
Dallon didn’t say anything for a while, but Ryan could hear breathing through the phone. Shaky breathing. Ah fuck.
He recognized the signs well enough, they both had episodes like this. Terrible consuming panic, like the fight or flight kicked back in.
“You want me to come home? I can just come home. Are you okay?”
“Come home” Dallon said softly “please”
Dallon was definitely crying, fuck . Fuck fuck fuck.
Ryan left without buying anything, practically running back to the apartment. It wasn’t good when either of them were left alone like that.
He fumbled for his keys, quickly opening the door. He opened his mouth to say something but he felt like the wind had just been knocked out of him. He dropped the keys
“Hi subject B, it’s good to see you”
Ryan’s eyes drifted to Dallon’s shaking form, his eyes were fixed to the table. Ryan’s eyes drifted then to the kitchen knives.
“Well” addy said, standing up and straightening her top “now that you're both here, I think it’s time we left”
“What?” Addy’s words broke whatever spell had fallen over Ryan. “You think- you think we’re just going to go with you?”
She tilted her head “Well, I would hope so”
Ryan felt anger bubble in his stomach. The worst anger he had ever felt. He finally walked into the kitchen, pulling the biggest, sharpest knife they owned out of the drawer “get the fuck out”
Addy looked painfully disinterested “and where exactly will you be hiding my body, hm? You live in a city and besides, you don’t even have a car”
“SHUT UP”
“There’s no need to yell, your neighbors might a file a noise complaint”
Ryan breathed heavily, attempting to conjure a retort
“Put the knife down, B.”
He did what she said
She smiled at him, a smile with too many teeth.
Ryan looked to dallon, still letting out little strangled sounds. He grabbed Dallon's arm, pulling him up from the chair. Dallon was moving like a rag doll, like all the energy had literally been sucked out of him “don’t cry, please don’t cry” he mumbled
She rolled her eyes, sighing impatiently
Ryan pulled away from dallon, looking at Addy “can’t you just take me?”
She laughed coldly “god, you're both so..I don’t know, you're both so stupid. Why would I take you? Your more trouble then your worth. At least subject A knows his place .”
Ryan slapped her.
Everything was frozen. Everything was frozen.
Addy reached up slowly to touch her face, a mix of confusion and anger on her face. “I didn’t want to have to do this” she said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a syringe “but I suppose you’ve left me without another option”