Moon was curved, tilting slightly to the right while it was in a different tint of color, almost orange mixed with red.. stunning it looked even if it carried an eerie vibe.

Television played in the background, kettle still cooling off from previously making a well made bowl of noodles that was desperately craved after a long day at work.

Doe was long gone, as if her face has faded off from earth. Life was peaceful, a bliss. Everything was perfect, even if the life of luxury was gone - servants doing everything, a soft bed covered with silk, perfect view of the town from below that never failed to catch anyone's breath away..

The walls were thin with paint that had some patches peeling off, floor was in decent shape, likewise for furniture. Clean and decent. Screen of the television made the atmosphere brighter beside the string lights that danced across the kitchen and living room to add more aesthetic, peaceful.

Halfway through the meal, the telephone on the wall rung, too loud to wake a spider up. Ignored at first until it rung again, a waiting game of who will stop or pick up..

Picked up it was.. silence was on the other line that felt like a mile long, low quality laughter emitted from the other line, and immediately it was recognizable, loud with a hitch of mystery.

"Oh how much I missed you my lovely." Doe spoke from the other side. All alone in her office, legs crossed, spine fully pressed onto the back rest of her chair while her eyes stared down at the view of the city. "Especially your voice..." Her voice was gentle even if it held dominance, featherlight, soft as an animal's fur.

Hearing your voice tremble and breath hitched, she smiled brightly. Almost too brightly it hurt her cheeks... "Calm down, calm down. I just wanted to talk to you. About a few things angel." Tongue clicked, slim digits tangled around the core of her telephone, swinging her leg that rested over her left before she forced herself out of the comfortable position. Hazel optics stared upon a screen that shared every information about you.

"Clearly you're the most stupidest girl I've ever met in my life. It's sad and pathetic how idiotic you are! Then again, you are mine. You've always been mine ever since I laid my eyes on you." Doe's voice grew empty, dull. Held no emotion besides some sort of anger that lurked deep in her chest... Eyelashes flickered as she blinked, cranium shifted over her shoulder to stare at the view.

"Let's play a game." She added, quiet to listen to the panic in your voice.. immediately she shushed you. "Shh, relax, relax. It's nothing bad. A simple hide and seek. If I can't find you till sunrise I'll leave you alone. However if I do find you." Her voice lingered, fingertips brushed against each key on her laptop. Warmth rested beneath her pale skin, a disgusted smirk rested on her lips. "Every dirty secret you have, the stunt you pulled years ago that everyone despised you for, it can come back with a simple press. Reputation ruined while you're back in my arms. Stuck with no one. You'll be utterly helpless!" Letting out a harsh laugh, elbows shrugged. With a push of her legs the chair swung back for her to stand up... digits held onto the telephone loosely. "Or I could take you in and make you remember but where's the fun in that?"

"I expect you to be in the same location where we first met.. hiding. Because I will find you and tear you to shreds." Her threat hung in the air, lingering only to end the call brutally with a sound of a smooch.

At the destination after hours passed. Doe eventually came in, wearing something natural, comfortable instead of a silk robe she had on earlier. Her long stiletto nails painted in a dark shade of red that had some glitter in them.

All the while the game of hide and seek played, Doe resumed to speak, sometimes singing as well. Her voice was beautiful enough for her to be a singer, to be a star. Passion of hers was never there, her life was with you, forever with you... her love. Her wife..

She hummed and whispered, boots pressed onto the floor all the while she turned around each corner. "Surely you couldn't have gotten any better at this game.. I remember the first time we played. Squealing, breathing heavily... I could taste your blood in the air back then. Now..?" Her voice held a sing-song tune, her digits glided across each surface of the table or wall. Standing still in the center of the library, digits clenched tightly, nails buried deep into her palms that it almost broke into her skin.

"I can't." Breathing hitched, spine slouched over slightly. Doe stood in the quiet room, shadows of the moon lit up the library. Shifting her cranium side to side ever so slowly when she swore she heard a sound. "And I truly do need that back."