The Mouse Trap Experiment

"You need to learn, Miss Wyte. I have seen many young people like you fall into the arms of drugs, and it simply is a shame that you have considered it a way out of my much needed experiment. I simply won't have it. No matter how much you deny it, you are mine."
If the person you love turns nasty in the blink of an eye and forces you to be a lab rat in their sick experiments, what lengths will you go to to pull yourself away? Risking death, drugs and an identity change, Mel Wyte is shoved into the reality of a real to life mouse trap.

*Cover done by the amazing C.H. Potter*


2. The Very First Chapter

        "So, what you're saying, is that your soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend James, has a split personality disorder, and attacked you?" I could hear the sympathy in the officers voice, how much he was trying to keep it out.

        "Yes. I-I am getting seriously worried, I feel like he-he is going to kill me, and I just can't take it anymore!" I was starting to get hysterical by now. James-he didn't know I was here, out in the world, at the police station. He was going to do something terrible, and I didn't want to go back and a part of the things he's done to me. The things James has done-they make me feel physically sick, want to throw up right now in the officers office. Tears were threatening to spill as I gripped onto the notion that whatever happened today, I'd pull through. Barely. "Please-you have to help me! I can't-can't d-do this any-anymore..." I trailed off, as I caught glimpse of a familiar figure through the doorway.

        "Mel! What are you doing here? James said you weren't answering your-oh. Oh! Mel, come with me! You know what he'll do if he finds out you're here! Hey, Patrick, I know her, don't worry. You've got to get that man under arrest. Please. Mel, come here. Sh, sh, sh, it's gonna be fine, I promise..." Marian, my sister, hugged me close, and as I smelt my older sisters familiar perfume scented scarf, fresh tears blurred my vision and trickled down my cheeks. My sisters words made me feel comforted once again, and I gripped my arms harder around her-everything was going to be ok. Just like she said it would be.


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