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Holly

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"Dakota?"

I am shocked. My sister, Dakota, is here... She's now a doll.

"Holly?" Dakota cries out, surprised. She runs up to me and we hug. I've missed my sister so much. She's like a best friend to me and I've been missing her so much. She's been my main focus when I'm thinking of plans to escape.

"You guys know each other?" Harry asks, raising an eyebrow.

"She's, um, my sister" I say, awkwardly. Harry nods slowly.

"Um, okay, well, Juliet tell Dakota about everything like you did with Holly on her first day" Harry tells Juliet before leaving the room.

Dakota sits on Kylie's bed next to Anna and Macy. Dakota is shaking with fear and her palms are sweaty enough you can see the sweat. One of Dakota's anxious habits.

"I wanna g-go home" Dakota whispers, her body shivering with fright.

"Kota, you can't leave" I tell my, now crying, sister. I walk over to her bed and sit down next to her; rubbing her back to make her feel safe.

"Trust me, you'll get used to this. Just follow Harry's rules and he won't harm you" Juliet says to Dakota, with shining eyes.

After Juliet informs Dakota about the rules and everything, we all do introduction like the girls did on my first day. After that, Liz and Jess give The Dollhouse tour.

Once we're all back in the bedroom again, we watch another movie. It's all we really can do. It's quite boring. All we can do to entertain ourselves is watch movies, read, talk, play a sport, draw or eat. It's a lot, kind of, but... I don't know. I miss freedom.

We're halfway through Pitch Perfect when Juliet checks the time on her digital clock.

"Okay, girls, we better get downstairs and start making dinner" Juliet says, sighing and getting up from bed. We all follow Juliet downstairs to the kitchen.

It's always so hectic and messy in the kitchen; but it's fun. There's flour everywhere, and heaps of sauces being squirted everywhere. I remember once when we were making breakfast we had a food fight. I smile at the memory. I've always loved to bake and cook.

We're all cooking, but Juliet is going around everywhere checking were cooking the food right. One of her jobs as "head chef".

While we're all getting messy, laughing and baking and cooking, Dakota just stands in the corner awkwardly. I walk up to her.

"Dakota, come on, The Dollhouse isn't that bad" I say, my arm around her shoulder.

"What's gotten into you? You're like that crazy Juliet girl!" Dakota says, rolling her eyes and joining Evie and Sarah to pour the drinks.

What? Is that what she really thinks of me now? Like... Juliet? I never noticed how much I've changed since being here.

"Alright, girls, let's head back upstairs to get cleaned up!" Juliet says, clapping her hands. We all follow her orders and head upstairs.

| At Dinner |

"How you liking The Dollhouse, Dakota?" Harry asks, smirking.

"Uh, it's, um, fun" Dakota lies, with a scared expression work across her face.

Harry puts a hand on Dakota's thigh and she shivers. She must be so scared.

Harry leans into Dakota's ear and whispers something I can't make out. I look at her confused. She shakes her head. I can't wait till she finally settles in to The Dollhouse. It's not that bad once you get used to it. Jesus, I really am turning into Juliet.

After dinner, the girls and I start cleaning up the table.

Harry grabs Dakota gently by her arm. She looks at me calling for help with simply an expression. I rush over there.

"Uh, what you guys doing?" I ask, fake smiling.

"Just, uh, showing Dakota my master bedroom" Harry says, smiling at Dakota. Oh no. I widen my eyes. Dakota and I both know why he really wants to bring her up to his bedroom.

"Uh, Juliet has to tell Dakota everything about The Dollhouse first" I lie. Harry looks at me confused and Dakota caught on with what I was saying.

"Yeah, I still need to learn from Julia!" Dakota says, nodding her head fast.

"Um, Juliet, Dakota" Harry tells Dakota. Dakota nods.

"No time, I have to show her my bedroom; we've got things to do in there" Harry says. Dakota starts shaking. I want to help her so bad, but I can't. Harry quickly gets Dakota's arm and runs with her upstairs. I put my head in my hands. How could I let someone do this to Dakota?

"You okay?" Macy says, startling me.

"Oh, you scared me, Mace!" I say, lightly pushing Macy playfully. She chuckles.

"Come help us clean and pack up" Macy says grabbing my arm and running to the kitchen. Macy is so enthusiastic; I love it.

| Before Bed |

The girls and I are all sitting down on our beds in our matching pyjamas. Some of us reading, some of us watching The Hunger Games on TV. Dakota still hasn't returned from Harry's bedroom. It makes me worried.

In the middle of watching The Hunger Games, an ear piercing scream echoes through out The Dollhouse making us all gasp. All the girls run out of the bedroom to see who screamed.

We're all at the top of the stairs looking down. We see a scared Dakota running upstairs screaming "Help!"

"Dakota!" I scream running to her.

As all the girls run up to Dakota to see what's wrong, Harry runs up the stairs with his knife.

"No! Please!" Dakota screams, her voice hoarse. Harry walks up to her holding his knife up and smiling ear to ear evilly.

"What are you doing?!" I scream at Harry, stepping in front of Dakota to protect her. Harry pushes me out of the way, making me tumble to the ground hardly.

Harry holds his sharp metal knife to Dakota's neck.

"Never, ever, tell anyone or disobey me" Harry whispers into Dakota's ear.

"I w-won't" Dakota says, scared. Harry pulls the knife away from Dakota's neck.

"Get to bed" Harry says, walking down the stairs calmly as if nothing just happened. The girls and I just stand there in shock.

"Now!" Harry yells, making all of the girls run back into the bedroom.

Dakota sits down on her bed and starts bawling her eyes out. The girls and I walk to her bed to comfort her.

"Shh, it's okay" Sarah whispers to Dakota, rubbing her back.

"What happened with you and Harry?" Evie asks, worried.

"He didn't hurt me or anything, but he had th-that knife..." Dakota says, looking down.

"Let's just go to sleep, okay?" Dakota says, lying down. We all walk back to our own beds and turn off our lamps. We exchange goodnights before we rest into our deep sleeps.

| 3 Hours Later |

I wake up, rubbing my temples. I've got the worst headache. I look over at the digital clock. It reads "12AM".

I sigh, my headache kills. How can I seriously go back to sleep with a headache like this?

I decide I will go downstairs and get some tablets or pain killers.

I get up from bed, making sure not to make noise because the girls are sleeping.

I open the bedroom door and tiptoe downstairs. I'll try and make this quick. I'm just getting a tablet for my headache.

I'm almost at the kitchen when I see Harry in there. I stay outside the kitchen, wondering what he's doing and making sure he doesn't see me. Harry is pouring a glass of lemonade. Pretty normal, but what he does next makes me confused. He reaches into his pocket and gets out a little test tube filled with a strange white powder. He dips it all in the lemonade and quickly puts the lemonade in the fridge. What is he doing?

I suddenly snap out of my thoughts when Harry catches me staring at him with confusion.

"What are you doing, Holly?" Harry says, walking up to me.

"Uh, I have a headache. I was just gonna get some pain killers for it" I explain. Harry nods his head and I walk into the kitchen.

"They're in the cabinet at the top" Harry tells me. I get the pain killers from the cabinet and get a glass to pour done water in, but before I do, Harry comes up to me.

"Here, have some lemonade, it's fresh" Harry says, opening the fridge and getting out the lemonade he had before. I quickly refuse.

"No, thank you, I'll just have some water" I say, turning on the tap. Harry gives me an angry look and puts the lemonade back in the fridge.

"Go back to bed" Harry tells me. I follow his orders and run upstairs.

I open the bedroom door gently and walk to my bed. I lie down. I still can't get back to sleep.

"Be quiet" Dakota says from across the room.

"Are you awake?" I whisper to Dakota.

"Now I am" Dakota gets up from her bed and walks to mine, sitting down on the end of my bed.

"Hey, so can you tell me what happened with you and Harry?" I beg Dakota. She nods.

"You cannot tell anyone" Dakota and I pinky promise.

"Well, Harry and I walked into his bedroom, and the TV was left on. On TV was the news and Harry was on it. He's wanted" Dakota says, looking down.

"How did the police find out about The Dollhouse?" I ask Dakota.

"They don't know about The Dollhouse. The news and police only know about Harry kidnapping me. Security cameras in the parking lot caught it" Dakota explains. I nod slowly.

"Well, why was he trying to kill you?" I ask, confused.

"Tha-that's the thing" Dakota says, trailing off with her words.

"What? What thing?" I ask, frantically.

"Harry's trying to kill all of us"

What the hell?

"What? W-Why?"

"He's trying to kill us so police don't find out about The Dollhouse" Dakota explains.

"How d'you know?"

"I just do, I mean, it makes sense" Dakota says, tears springing in her eyes.

"Well, do you know anything for sure?" I ask my sister, worriedly.

"What I do know is that one of the girls in this very room is helping him kill us" Dakota whispers quietly.

"Do you know who?"

"No, but trust no one, Holly" Dakota warns me, getting up from my bed and kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight, Sis" she says, walking to her bed.

"Goodnight" I say back.

How am I supposed to sleep knowing a person in this room is out to jill the girls and I?

Wait, if Harry and a doll is trying to kill everyone, is the lemonade he had offered me poisoned? Was Harry about to kill me?

I try and put myself into a deep sleep to get myself out of these wicked thoughts.

'Trust no one' I keep telling myself.

Trust no one.

A/N: Who do you think is helping Harry kill the dolls?