Yandere Henry x William

The basement

William(Springbonnie)s pov: I remained laying on the ground for what feels like ever before I finally got enough energy to stand up and explore the basement. There was an old payphone in a corner, a dirty mattress by the door, which was meant for me to sleep on. There was a bookshelf on one wall, a window above it, just outta reach. It had been bolted shut anyway, so there was no point in trying. There was an operating table next to the bookshelf, but no tools. I don't know why I thought there would be. There was a dirty blanket where I had been laying moments before. A few spare screws scattered the floor to repair the suit I was in. A length of chain was out of reach as well. A box of...dirty sex toys....was a few feet away on the floor, by an old dirty bed. There wasn't anything I could use to escape or call the police. Even if I did, why would they believe me? I was killed, my organs were Harvested and stuffed into a suit, and my body is in a cryogenic freezer. That sounds like a horror movie plot. I sit down on the mattress just as Henry walks in and kisses my cheek. I look away, not wanting to talk to him. He frowns and grabs my face, making me look at him. "Don't be like this, bunny." He stops to laugh at his little joke. "If your good, I'll let you watch a movie." I perk up a bit. I hadn't used any form of technology in months, so this was new. He smiles. "There we go, bunny. Let's get you into your body first." He sedates me and puts my organs back into my body. He then leads me up out of the basement, which was also new to me. He sits me down on his couch, handcuffs my ankle to it, and goes to make popcorn while I pick a movie. I wind up choosing IT. Halfway into the movie, I cuddle against Henry absentmindedly, smiling. He grins. Then it hit me. He had planned this. He only had horror movies on his DVD collection, but he loves Disney movies. He knew at some point during the movie I'd be cuddling against him. So I get an idea. If I behave, he'll start to trust me more and start letting me do more. Then I'll be able to escape. Henry looks at me and puts his hand on my forehead. "Are you feeling ok? You feel warm." I remember from when I took Lizzy and Evan to the movies that eating a ton of popcorn without eating real food first could make you feel really sick. I hadn't eaten anything but bread for a good few months now. Henry realizes this and picks up his phone, ordering something before we continue with the movie. I finally felt safe with Henry