Stockholm Syndrome isn't That Bad ♡

6 - "You're special."

As I'm about to get out of the shower I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I rush to get dressed and wrap my hair up with the towel.

When I turn towards the door the knob is already turning.

I grab it and open it before he does. He stares at me for a second and I see he has a pizza box in his hand.

"I got your favorite, three-meat, and extra sausage. " he said, walking towards the table. I follow behind saying nothing and unwrapping my hair to dry it. "I hope you had a good shower."

"Ya" is all I say, sitting down at the table.

He pulls off a piece of pizza and pushes the box toward me. I grab a piece watching as he walks to the couch to sit down.

I sit at the table and pull off a piece for myself and munch on it while looking over at the TV which he turned on to look through movies to watch.

"I'm not watching another horror movie." I stated.

"I know" he replied without taking his eyes off the TV screen.

I directed my focus to the pizza. Why does he always get food I like? He could get anything else, something I hate that makes me barf.

Yet he buys all my favorites... How much does he know about me...

Why doesn't he just starve me and kill me? Why does he want me here? I kept thinking about it and blurted out.

"Why did you take me?" I waited for a second and continued "like why did you do all this, why me?"

He put down the TV remote, thinking for a second.

"You're special." That was all he said

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Sorry for such a long wait. I've honestly lost interest in this story but I'll be trying my best to continue it.
Also sorry it's so short, I didn't know what else to add and I felt I needed to publish SOMETHING.
I'm going to be starting a new story with ✨Vampires✨. I hope I can keep up better with chapters with the new one.