Stockholm syndrom

Day 1

"Who's that shadow holding me in hostage I've been here for days. "

I open my eyelids heavily. The room moves in all sorts of ways before finally stabilizing. The sound of the water flowing into the sink comes to attack my ears without mentioning the unbearable hum that clatter between them .I put my two hands on my head to massage it to end my suffering, when my heart rattles a beat. Where am I? I quickly get up towards the door. I fall to the ground because my foot is held by something. I realize my foot is chained to the sink. My heart starts to beat so fast that you can hardly feel that it is in fact beating, my eyes fill up with water and my sight becomes cloudy, I am so dizzy that I wonder by what force my body can support my head. No, no, no. It's not possible. Breathe Talia, breathe. I close my eyes hoping it's just a dream., but once opened the stench remains the same. A cold sweat runs down my temples. My breathing is so irregular and jerky, I am totally in the grip of panic. I pinch myself to verify that all this is real and unfortunately it is. I hear loud sobs ... the more time goes by, the more I realize that I am the one crying. My sobs run in echoes in my head, they seem to come from so far away. I try to remember the day before ...

Zayn calling to invite me his party. THE PARTY! Of course! I remember Ethan trying to seduce me, and asking me to dance but afterwards? No... nothing. I sigh of anger. How did I get here? Tears ravage my face. And at this moment I have the l have the least brilliant idea in the world ... I start shouting like crazy. I'm screaming at the top of my vocal cords. The chains that hold my hands are hurting me, but I'm moving like a crazy hysteric anyway. I see a shadow past by. I stop my hysteria in the second. My jaw start shaking, impossible to know if it is from fear or cold. The footsteps stop, but they don't show themselves. No sound comes out of my mouth, I'm not sure I have the capacity to, anymore. My lungs forgot how to breathe. The more I try to remember what happened last night, the more my memories become blurry. I try to think of all the college students I've hurt, but I do not see who could have such an horrible mind. Yet it is one of them, but no one sick enough comes to my mind. I finally decide to speak. "Are you going to kill me?" I hear a slow, hoarse laugh coming from the other side of the room.the shadow I had lost sight of is getting closer to me. My heart stops, I rub my eyes, I can't believe it. I look away. And let myself fall against the wall. He pulls my hair and forces me to look at him.

-It's been a long time, right?

...

"Who's this whisper telling me

That I'm never gonna get away?"

I close my eyes and open them again...I try to convince myself that it's a dream, but it's very real...The pasty mouth and the heart beating way too fast, I manage to speak despite the circumstances.

-I...

- Not worth it. as you see the damage is done.

- Harry... We can talk , it's not what you think.

I shouldn't have spoken, he hits my head against the wall, a little stunned, I hold my head in reflex. His gaze is black, so much that I wonder how a human can contain so much pain. How can someone show at one glance how much they are suffering. Eyes once being a mystery without emotions, is now owned by darkness.

-It will take more than that Miller. No need to try to escape, you will not succeed. It sucks, doesn't it? To be powerless over your fate? I'm just throwing the ball right back at you.

He walks out leaving me in sight of the scars on his body, the ones I chose to ignore to justify my actions. I desperately need to get out of here after what I did to him, I'm not less than dead, the fate that had been reserved for him is much worse than one can imagine. His words from the past make all the sense ''one day you will know my pain Miller "He suffered and it's partly my fault. I did nothing when I knew i deserved all this pain. I see no possible way of escape I scream, and I cry, but none of this will change the destiny that awaits me.