Vanilla: Lacey, let me in.
Chantilly Lace: No.
Vanilla: That’s not a request.
Chantilly Lace: Go Away.
Vanilla: Lacey, this is ridiculous.
Vanilla: *groan* Why I ever agreed to give you a lock.
Chantilly Lace: …
Vanilla: Chantilly Lace Chiffon, open this door or I will take it off the hinges!
Chantilly Lace: What?!
Vanilla: Don’t you raise your voice to me.
Chantilly Lace: Why can’t you just leave me alone?
Vanilla: Because we need to talk about this.
Chantilly Lace: You’ve already made it perfectly clear. If I step outside those doors, the world is going to get me. So here I am, in my room minding my own business. What more do you want from me?
Vanilla: *sigh*
Vanilla: It’s not that simple.
Chantilly Lace: It must be simple. You keep me locked up here for no other reason.
Vanilla: You know exactly why.
Chantilly Lace: That was an accident. You can’t control accidents.
Vanilla: Accident or not, daddy isn’t with us anymore.
Chantilly Lace: I could just as easily slip and fall in the shower. No place is one hundred percent safe. Not even in this house.
Vanilla: Lacey, watch your mouth.
Vanilla: It’s for your own good.
Chantilly Lace: *hmmphh*
Vanilla: There’s nothing out there worth the risk.
Chantilly Lace: Maybe not for you, but you can’t decide that for me.
Vanilla: I can’t lose you too.
Chantilly Lace: No. Don’t do that. No more guilt. It’s not fair.
Vanilla: Lacey…
Chantilly Lace: Unless you’re going to let me go, I’d appreciate you leaving me alone.
Vanilla: Okay…
Vanilla: Good night, love.
Chantilly Lace: Night.
Vanilla: One day you’ll understand.
Chantilly Lace: I don’t think I will.
Vanilla: I’ll see you in the morning.
Chantilly Lace: Yeah, sure.
Dear friend,
I know I said I wasn’t going to, but I’ve come to realize I’m incapable of keeping promises. Tonight I attempted another escape. Unfortunately she caught me before I ever left the front porch. I used to think it was her super sonic hearing, but maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m far too scared. What if I made it out? Then what would I do? I guess I will never know.
It’s not like I don’t understand, mind you. What happened to daddy was terrible and partly my fault. She won’t admit it, but I know she thinks so too. I understand her fear. Why can’t she understand how I feel? Living a life trapped inside these walls. It’s no life. I’m existing, but I’m not living. I hate it. I’m not supposed to use that word, but you won’t tell anyone will you?
Of course you won’t. That’s why I can trust you with all of my secrets. If mother ever discovered you, well, let’s not worry about that. I keep you safely hidden and I’m sure if she knew half of what I’ve written, I’d know that she knows. Just a few more years and then I can leave. Can I make it that long? It seems like an eternity of waiting. Never speaking to another soul-
I have already read through this prolouge once… but I can’t help but read it again! This is by far one of my favorite stories ever made and one of my favorite sites/blogs. I’m so happy you’re back, it brings me so much joy. Having read this story before, I can’t help but fall in love again. So thank you for bringing them back. I really can’t wait to read this once more ❤
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