Stockholm Syndrome isn't That Bad ♡

5 - "For the first time in two days I feel normal again,"

I... Should have starved...

After the movie ended he got up with no words, turning off the tv.

He walked towards the stairs and I stayed in my place.

I looked back at him just to see his devilish smirk right before he flicked off the lights.

I froze.

His steps made their way quickly up the steps before I could beg for him to turn the lights back on.

The door shut and locked, leaving me alone in the pitch-black room.

The only thing I could hear was my panicked breath and my quickening heartbeat.

I curled into a ball against the couch. The light switch is too far to run for it.

I guess I'm sleeping here tonight...

I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down.

~~

I glanced up at the man in front of me as I sat there on my knees. I had my hands against his legs, trying to push him back.

"Do it, you have no other choices." Proxy said, standing there unmoving, like a brick wall.

"Please no... Something else... Anything..." I pleaded, looking away from him.

"Begging isn't going to get you anywhere. If you want to leave," He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him before he continued. "Then do it."

I slowly nodded and a smirk crept onto his face.

He let go of my chin to start taking off his belt.

~~

I woke up to being picked up in the dark.

Remembering my dream I panicked.

"Wait stop!" I yelled, trying to get away.

"Shhh, it's ok. Go back to sleep." His voice was quiet and gentle. He pulled me closer in his arms.

I continued to struggle.

His arms are like steel, they won't even budge.

"P-put me down," I demanded, trying to get him to let go.

"Shhhh" He didn't say anything else and just walked to the bedroom with me squirming in his arms.

He laid me in the bed and covered me with the blanket.

When I thought he was going to leave, he walked around to the other side of the bed and laid down.

"What? No, I don't want you in here." I sat up, the moonlight from the window shined on his face.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"You'll sleep better with me in here." He said as he turned away from me and got comfortable under the blanket.

He was right.

I would always force Casey to stay the night whenever we'd watch scary movies.

I huffed and took one of the pillows and shoved it between us, making a barrier.

I reluctantly laid back down, facing away from him.

"I hate you," I said as I slowly started falling asleep.

"I know. goodnight." was all he said.

~~~~~

I woke up wrapped in warmth.

With a groggy brain, I cuddled into the warm pillow I was hugging.

As soon as the arms that were around me tightened, I realized it wasn't a pillow I was cuddling.

My eyes shot open and I was cuddled into Proxy's chest.

I gasped and shoved myself away from him.

A low groan emitted from his chest.

"Goddamnit... I was comfortable." He groaned out, squinting his eyes at me.

"W-Well I wasn't." feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks, I looked away from him and got out of bed.

I walked out and went to sit on the couch, hugging my knees against my chest.

I heard him walk out of the room and stop at the stairs.

"It's noon, I'm going to get lunch. What do you want?"

"I don't care," I answered blandly and kept my eyes on the floor.

"Pizza it is," he stated before walking up the stairs.

I looked back at the stairs once I heard the door lock.

I turned back to stare at the wall.

Why was I cuddling him? Did I do it in my sleep?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

No. I was asleep and he probably moved me himself. I didn't do it.

I sighed and stood up, walking to the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror at myself.

God, I need a shower...

Might as well since he left.

I searched through the cabinets and drawers for a towel and bath products.

Once I found a towel and some body wash, I pulled back the shower curtain and turned on the water. 

I stripped down and got in, enjoying the warm water.

For the first time in two days I feel normal again, but it won't last long.