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You woke up in a dark room, and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. The experience had been a horrid nightmare. You tried to get up, but you realized your legs were tied to the bed. And whoever had tied you had done a damn good job.
You grunted as you tried to untie yourself. The lights instantly turned on as soon as you made a noise. You quickly whipped your head towards the door and saw what you had been dreading, Eging.
He wasn't wearing his usual jacket, he instead opted for a deep red t-shirt, and a pair of jeans. "Let me go you sick creep!" You kept tugging at the rope, hoping it would weaken at least a little bit.
"Why let you go when so many have died just for me to get my hands on you?" He spoke of you like an item, to acquire. You backed away in fear, he had killed the girl, and who knows how many others.
"G-get away from me you fucking monster!" You yelled. Eging moved towards you, grabbing your face, you attempted to get away, but his grip was too strong. "Nobody can hear you, you're never leaving" You let out a shaky breath as he said so.
"Might as well get used to living with me!" His tone soon lightened and his smile returned to his face. "Whaddya want for breakfast?" He asked. You simply turned your head away in disgust.
"It's not like I'm going to poison it" He chuckles. How could he be so happy? He had just kidnapped you and killed who knows how many people! Your burst into tears, just like anybody else would under these circumstances.
Eging's expression immediately softened. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to you. You slapped him away but he didn't even flinch. "Everything was fine until you came along and ruined it!" You screeched.
Eging felt the hole in his heart deepen. You didn't love him. All of his efforts were in vain. He watched as you sobbed uncontrollably on the bed, not knowing what to do. He finally just spoke his mind.
"I did all of this because I love you! And this is how you repay me?!? You're a selfish bitch!" He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. You stared at the door in shock, tear stains covered your face.
You continued to cry for the next hour, not caring what Eging did or said. He decided to leave you alone. All he needed to do was wait for the Stockholm syndrome to set in.
Eging finally came in around noon, as if you could tell, the windows were boarded up. You were sleeping so peacefully. You had worn yourself out like a crying baby. He wanted so desperately just to be near you.
He finally sat next to your sleeping figure. He picked up one of your tentacles and stroked it gently. Eging gently opened the covers, he soon picked up your fragile body and placed it under the covers.
Eging soon climbed in the sheets, gently spooning you. He knew you wouldn't want this, it was a false sense of security for him. He wanted to pretend that maybe, you two could be a happy couple.
You soon roused and let out a contented sigh. You thought you were safe, Eging thought you were safe. You soon remembered your circumstances and leaped up. You screeched so loud that Eging had to cover his ears.
"Get out y-you creep!" You cringed away from him as you got ready to slap him or something. Eging sighed, defeated. He quietly left the room, looking back at you with sad eyes. You almost felt bad for him.
But the urge to escape was rising. You need to get out, you needed to find a way. You began looking through the drawers and found a pen. You used this to loosen the knot until you could untie it with your hands.
You heard Eging coming near the door, and your 3DS kid instincts kicked in, pulling up the blankets. "G-go away!" You mumbled. "I was just checking on you..." His tone rose ever so slightly, you didn't want to make him mad, so you just refused to speak. He simply eyed you and roughly closed the door.
You climbed out of bed, careful not to make too much noise. You began pulling at the boards will all of your nonexistent might. You pulled one free, you heard Eging walking down the hall. You hurriedly pulled another off, cutting your hand, causing blood to drip down to the floor.
You heard him open the door, you pulled another one-off, just one more to go. However, Eging wouldn't allow that. He quickly grabbed your arms and pinned them to your back. You thrashed in an attempt to get free but to no avail.
He threw you onto the floor while he attempted to fix the window. You attempted to run for the door, but you had a limp in your leg due to the impact beforehand. You tried to stay quiet, but he heard you anyway.
You hadn't drank water in 12 hours, you were dehydrated. You hadn't eaten since the morning before. All the stress, all the pain, finally added up. You fell to the ground, hitting your head on the hard floor.
It faded to black yet again, as the cycle would continue. Attempt to escape, blackout, calm, rinse and repeat. If Eging wanted you that bad, you were going to make his life a living hell, no matter what.
Thanks for reading hoes <3
Omfg, I've been writing some depressing shit lately I should write some fluff with Hachi or something .-.
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FanfictionHighest Ranking: #1 in Splatoon Please don't read this I wrote it when I was like 11. It's utterly repulsive.