Captured h.s

I've got you now

Chapter 7-
Song for the chapter-
'Stockholm Syndrome'// by One Direction

'Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
Oh, baby, look what you've done now'
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(Christen's PoV)

I woke up with a start, my mind hazy and numb trying to remember what happened.

I lifted my hand to my head to try and stop the dull aching pain that resided there before looking at my surroundings. Where was I? Shit. I'm probably in that psychopaths house.

I tried to move but I realised something- someone, had a tight grip on my waist.

I screamed and flung myself off of the bed waking up my captor in the process, "baby what are you doing? Come back to bed" he groaned out softly reaching his hand out for me to take.

I stared at him like he was crazy- because he is, and ran out of the bedroom as fast as I could. I ran down the long hallway before deciding randomly on a room to hide in when I heard his voice "Baby, nows not a time for us to play hide and seek, I want to cuddle" he spoke playfully and I quietly closed the door of the room I was hiding it and almost screamed when I turned around.

Pictures of me filled every single crevice of the room, pictures of me sleeping, pictures of me in school, pictures of me undressing, pictures of me and Marcel but with Marcel's face scribbled out, pictures of me from my Instagram, the pictures were endless. I can't believe some psychopath has been stalking me and taking pictures and I hadn't even noticed.

My eyes looked over the pictures again and my eyes locked on one with Marcel's face scribbled out. He's dead. My boyfriend is dead. I cried to myself and glared angrily at the wall before ripping the pictures of me off of the wall, ripping them to pieces until they were nothing but small fragments of paper laying on the floor.

Before I could even comprehend what was happening the door was slammed open, my stalker standing their smirking before he realised I ripped up all of his photos of me.

"What the f*ck did you do that for?!" He shouted angrily, glaring at me.

"You ruined them! Almost three years of hard work!" He groaned running his hand through his hair before he sighed quietly.

"You're lucky I have all of those photos saved or I'd be very very mad right now" he spoke quietly.

"And besides" he said softly walking toward me, making me flinch when he thumb along my bottom lip and his palm across my right cheek. "I've got you now baby"

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