Moss Girl

Chapter 7

I eventually fall asleep on a not-very-comfortable wooden bed.
When I wake up, Eve is already there, watching me, fascinated by the way I sleep. I yawn, and get up.
"Let's play!" she says, clapping her fake-jewellery clad hands.
"What do you want to play?" I say sweetly, plastering a smile to my face.
"Let's play dolls!" she says.
So me and Eve play dolls for the next hour.
I am 'Louisa' and I've got three 'friends' called Barbie, Gracie and Sofia. We go shopping, have fashion shows, and sing songs. Then Ken comes around, Barbie goes out with him, they go on a date, then Eve loses interest so it's back to fashion, makeup, hair and the odd song.
After a while Eve gets bored of this. She puts out a tea set with tiny saucers and weeny cups, but they're still about the size of my head.
I drink some 'tea', nibble a plastic 'biscuit' and wipe the 'crumbs' off my mouth with a napkin the size of me.
Then we do dancing. Yay. Whoppee. Fun.
She puts on ridiculous singers with squeaky voices singing about lunch time and bath time and going to school. We whirl round, and the sleeve of my top gets pushed up.
Eve notices my scar, and gasps.
"How did that happen?" she asks wide-eyed. "Did you fall over and bang it on a rock?"
"No." I say ruthlessly. "Your father cut my arm, put tubes in, pumped my blood out then sewed it back up again."
She looks horrified, and says, curiously,
"Where are you from?"
"The forest" I answer simply. "A lady called Delilah-"
"That's my aunt!" she interrupts. I ignore her and carry on.
"Well, a lady called Delilah captured me and your father experimented on me."
I could tell by the expression on her face that she had no clue what 'experimented' meant, but she knew it was bad.
"Well, we've got to get you out!"