Rain heavily poured down on the mansion... it sounded like dozens upon dozens of nails were being dropped onto the roof and it was driving Gladys crazy... She needed a shower... She needed... food. She sat up from the cruddy makeshift bed of sheets on the floor and scratched her head. The lack of cleanliness on her body made her feel so horrible… but she was afraid to do anything that Lies hadn’t allowed her to do… But he wasn’t here… maybe – just maybe she could creep downstairs into the kitchen unnoticed, grab some food, and run back into his room and eat it in piece… Gladys had never left this room, so she never knew who was in the house, or who wasn’t… All except for Lies, anyways. He’d gone out to do something or other without a word… but she didn’t have to know. Gladys was his pet, and the creature had made that clear. The girl bit down on her bottom lip in thought, wondering if food was really worth the risk of sneaking out of this room for it… Her stomach answered for her. Gladys stood and slid on her socks, knowing that they wouldn’t make much noise – or hoping they wouldn’t, rather… She tip toed towards the door and gently turned the knob to open it, wincing at the squeaking noise it made. Gladys quickly moved away from the door in case someone was in the hall and when she heard nothing she assumed it was clear… Gladys moved towards the door once more and opened it, quickly tiptoeing down the hall towards the stairs. As soon as she hit the stairs, a tingling sensation in the mark on her neck occurred, causing a decent amount of irritation. The whole way down the stairs, her nails scratched at the mark, but it was never satisfied. If anything it grew a little more irritating…
The kitchen was dark, all except for the gloomy light that came from the small window above the sink… She moved towards the fridge, hoping to find something worthy of eating… Sadly, there was nothing. Nothing in the fridge except something that was unidentifiable due to the large amount of mold and maggots that covered it… The smell was only an awful boost to get rid of her appetite. She still had to try though… Didn’t that… man, know that humans couldn’t survive without food?... Gladys opened the fridge, and something a little more appealing was in it… but liquor was not for her. She was a good girl; the kind that never smoked, or drank… She was even planning on staying abstinent… One would expect the opposite though considering all the shit she went through with her parents… Gladys shut the fridge and turned around, tiptoeing her way towards the stairs to go back into Lies’ room – with hopes of not being caught...

Gladys stopped upon the sight of her new owner moving about in the kitchen, and continued to watch him with a bit of interest, followed by disgust as he pulled out the moldy, maggot infested thing from the fridge and a bag of biscuits and water that seemed like they were for herself. Any other time the girl would have found it difficult to want to eat when something so gross as mold and maggots were in her vision, but damn it – Gladys was starving. She licked her lips and followed the ma up the stairs. A shiver tickled her spine when lies said he didn’t want her to die… but it wasn’t those words that made her cower. The key word that had triggered her fear was yet… Gladys followed him into the room and sat down on her make shift bed. ( Sadi waz here! -Post rapes!- ) She took the biscuits and water as they were offered to her, tearing at the pack like a ravenous fiend. Bread and water were enough for her at this time… Though how she wouldn’t mind something a bit nicer… She arched a brow at Lies when he gave her a defensive look and shielded his… food from her. It made her giggle a bit. “You don’t have to worry about me taking your food from you… I… Humans don’t eat things like that… For us that’s actually very… disgusting…” Gladys unscrewed the cap off the bottled water and took a swig to wash down the biscuit. “ Uhm… L-Lies?... Is there a shower somewhere?... Hygiene is a big part of healthy living for a mortal like myself…”, she asked hesitantly, munching away on her biscuits… Oh, she wish she had some butter…