Lovesick Admirer (yandere teacher x-reader)(Discontinued)

Chapter 5

    You mumble some inaudible words in your drug-induced state as you force yourself to wake up. You lift your head upward with some difficulty, your body still feeling weightless. Your loose tangled (h/c) strands fall directly in front of your face. Your senses bring you back to reality and you finally notice the phantom touch of ropes keeping you from escaping. 

    You sniffle at how cold the darkened room is, wishing you were home still sleeping in your warm bedroom instead. You feel someone observing you closely once more and you decide to deal with your English professor just like you would anyone else. You hear footsteps closing in on you, followed by the sound of some sort of light being switched on. 

    You realize you're being held captive in his basement as you search every section of the room for anything that could help you right now. You rub your wrists against the rope in vain, squirming your body around to loosen your bounds. You hear him make an annoyed tch sound at your reaction and notice he's holding a kitchen knife similar to the one you tried to kill him with. You hurriedly move your wrists faster, the burning sensation on your skin increasing your resolve. 

    "Why are you trying to escape, (Y/n)? It's impossible for you to ever flee from me. Your my most precious student, after all,"

    Sebastian's forceful yet obsessive words reverberate in your ears and your brain replays all of the precious moments you shared with him since your first year at (school's name.) You begin to doubt why you're even bothering to escape, your movements steadily growing still. 

    You avoid his watchful gaze by staring at your shadow stretching beneath your feet and wonder if staying with him is the better option. You watch his tall silhouette tower over your shorter frame, your focus switching to the strange aura radiating off of him. He easily lifts your chin upward with the blade. 

    "Have some proper manners! Look at me when I'm addressing you, (Y/n)," 

    His sharp tone awakens you from your confusing thoughts, your gaze focusing entirely on him. He smirks at how obedient you're being, his delighted expression giving you more insight into how crazy he truly is. 

    "I hate watching you look so depressed and lost. I don't want to keep you locked away in my basement like this, (Y/n)," 

    He leans even closer to you whilst propping his right arm against the back of your chair. You swallow your hateful words to his comment, wishing you could give him a taste of what you're feeling instead. 

    "I'll set you free in a manner of speaking. If you promise to behave and that you won't try anything else like earlier, I'll let you roam freely upstairs. You can even sleep in one of the spare bedrooms too," 

    "Okay." 

    An impressed expression appears on his facial features at your response as he finally moves the blade from underneath your chin. He easily cuts the ropes keeping you locked in place, taking a hold of your right arm before you can properly react. He forces you to stand upright and begins dragging you toward the basement stairs leading to the upper level of his house. You allow him to treat you however he wants, for now, staring at the potential weapon clutched at his side.