Obsessed //Travis Fimmel FanFic

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Travis Fimmel's POV
I had woken up with a head splitting migraine, i knew I was still outside wherever Luke had brought me, but I couldn't see much as it was too pitch dark out here. It was freezing out here, and the wind started to pick up, I had no idea where Luke went or when or if he was coming back, but I figured I was gonna die before anyone even found me. It was so dreadfully cold and mind you all I have on is my thin t-shirt and some thin flannel pajama pants that don't protect your legs from temperatures this cold, it didn't help me at all that I was barefoot as well. I began shivering as that's all I could while I lied on this ground in the woods all tied up. I thought about screaming for help but one, the gag would only make my screams muffled so I doubt anyone would hear me, and two I don't wanna take a chance on attracting any wild animals especially when I'm tied up and defenseless. I just lied there and continued to shiver, it was so so cold I couldn't stand it, I started whimpering cause I was so cold. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, someone had come along...but it wasn't anyone here to untie me. It was Luke, he had come back to collect me, he picked me up off the ground and tossed me in the backseat of his car. It was loads warmer in here than out there, "Mmmpphh!" Was all I could scream into the gag. Luke got in the backseat with me and closed the door behind him. He got close to me and put his arm around me...I was more than confused. Was he gonna kill me? Was he trying to rape me? What the actual fuck was happening here? I thought. My heart raced and my mind exploded with the worst of thoughts while Luke kept his arm around me and put the other on my crotch. I jumped and growled when he touched me there, "Shhhh Travis it feels good! Don't fight it" he tells me. But I had to fight it! I wasn't like him, I didn't wanna be with a man. Luke takes his hand off my crotch and I settle myself a little bit, "Good! Now Travis if I remove that tape from your mouth are you gonna scream? Not that it matters cause we're in a car but I don't wanna hear it" Luke tells me. If it meant for the tape to come off my mouth I was all in! I nodded my head calmly and compliantly and Luke began undoing the tape around my mouth, "ouch!" I whisper loudly as he got down to the last layer of tape that was stuck to my skin and mouth and hairs. Once he had gotten all the tape off my mouth, Luke held a bottle of water to my mouth again. Like before, I drank it, "what did you do with Michael? My roommate!" I ask him. Luke smiles warmly at me and for a second I felt oddly comfortable, "Don't worry Travis, I didn't hurt him, hell I didn't even have to alert him that I was there, he was still passed out on the couch when I got ya" Luke explains to me. I stare at him with a puzzled expression, "why did you really kidnap me tonight?" I ask him. Luke frowns and let's out a long exhale, "Cause I'm literally crazy for you" he tells me, "I have to have you in my life, all the time, I got carried away and I took you...and yeah maybe I've hurt some people along the way too" Luke finishes and I try wiggling my wrists together to loosen up this rope. I didn't feel any of the rope loosening and honestly it was killing my wrists, "You're not gonna escape those ropes Travis, I tie pretty mean knots, and you'll only give yourself a terrible rope burn on those wrists of yours" he tells me. I sigh and shake my head in a failing manner, maybe Luke was going to kill me or maybe he wasn't...maybe worse. He may try to hide me from the world forever trying to keep me as his own and tell them all I'm dead. Right now I honestly didn't know which of those two were worse.

Michael Dorman's POV
It was after three in the morning when I had woken up on the couch. I got up and stretched before heading to the bathroom to piss and go back to bed. However, walking down the hall to the bathroom, I knew something felt wrong. Bathroom light is on and the door to Travis's bedroom is wide open, "Travis?" I call out. I didn't receive an answer, so I proceed down the hall to Travis's room, only to find an empty bed and his window left wide open. Puzzled I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called his cell. It started to ring and it shocked me when I heard Travis's phone ringing from inside the same room I was in. I grab Travis's phone from his nightstand and decline my call. I press end call on my phone and scratch the back of my head, "what the fuck is going on?" I whisper to myself. Figuring he might've slipped outside for a quick smoke and forgot his phone, I went outside and looked around for him...he was gone. But did he leave on his own? Why was his window wide open? Why was his phone still here? Was it too early to go to the police? I was drowning in a lake of questions and confusion.