Forbidden Love

You Need Me Too

TW: Language

Your POV:
I hissed in pain as I opened my eyes. My head was pounding and the pain in my side had gotten worse. As I slowly began to remember the recent events my head exploded with thoughts. Did she drug me? She drugged me. Why do I want to see her so bad? Why do I want her to hold me again? Where am I? Where is she? Holy shit she drugged me! I began thrashing around, but quickly realized that I was chained to the bed I was in. I immediately stopped moving when the excruciating pain in my side became unbearable. I wanted to scream. I wanted to try to get help, but I felt so weak. I wasn't even sure if I could talk. Just as I tried to find out, Diane walked into the room. I gulped and tried to move away from her, but couldn't because of the chains, "Calm down Y/n, it's okay. I'm going to take care of you now." She said with that same warm smile. Only this time it didn't give me a warm fuzzy feeling. It made me squirm and very uncomfortable. Though I was scared, I still couldn't seem to break my eyes away from Diane. She's just so gorgeous. I sighed and looked away, "You drugged me didn't you?" I asked quietly. She pulled a rocking chair up next to the bed and sat down, "You were trying to leave. I couldn't let that happen." She said and I got angry, "Why? Why not?! What do you want from me?!" I yelled and she stood up, "Do not raise your voice at me!" She yelled back. I looked at her, scared, and then looked back at my chained ankles. She sighed and sat back down, "I need you Y/n, and you need me. You need me. You need someone to care for you, and love you." She said and I cringed at her words. I cringed at the fact that I believed her. I was feeding into every word she was saying. She is practically holding me hostage and I'm still caught up in her beauty. What is wrong with me?

I closed my eyes for a moment before looking back at her, "Maybe I do need you. Maybe I need someone to keep me safe and out of harms way, but can't you help me with that in a consensual manner?" I questioned fearfully. She shook her head, "Not now. I can't trust that you won't go to the police. I can't risk losing you Y/n. You're my whole world and... I can't live without you." She said and I looked at her confused, "How did you survive without me before you ran into me at my university?" I asked concerned. She chuckled, "Oh sweetie, I had you much before we ran into each other at the school. You've always been my girl, and you've always needed me." I looked at her as the most gut-wrenching realization hit me. Diane had been stalking me.

Eventually, Diane left the room but made sure to lock it once she was out. I'm not sure where she went or where she is, but I do know that I can't stay here. There is no way in hell that she doesn't plan on hurting me. I can't let that happen.