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TWS: STOCKHOLM SYNDROME, SWEARING

1st Person Y/N

I was still locked in the basement, but this time I was chained to the wall. I have spent maybe a week or two in the basement of the obsessed asshole, Wilbur. He rarely comes in to feed me but its hasn't been long enough to break me yet. I could feel the metal of the chains cutting into my wrists and I wanted to cry in pain but I don't think that would be a great idea.

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It had been a while and my wrists were still yelling in pain. I needed to get out. I couldn't see many things since the closet light was near the stairway out of this hell. The only thing close enough to me that was visible was a broken zip tie that he previously used to keep my hands together. I looked at the chains holding me to the wall and I realized that they were rusting and nearly falling apart. I tried pulling against the wall a few times and they broke off with ease.

"Y/N!" Wilbur called down into the cold abyss. "I'm coming down to bring you food!"

Shit.

He turned the lights on and I could see his look of anger when he saw me.

Instead of saying anything he just grabbed me from where I was. He took me out of the basement and put me in a bedroom.

"I can't have you trying to escape. We might just have to... speed up the process." He said and laughed.

He closed the door and left.

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It had been... I don't even know how long its been. He has never come into the room. Only giving me enough food to survive. It's been so long since I have seen or even heard another person and its starting to take a toll on me. I just wanted to see someone again. Even him.

"Hello Y/N." I heard him say.

"Wilbur?" I asked.

"How are you doing in your room?" He askes in return.

"Not great. You only give me enough to survive and never come in." I said in a slightly angered tone.

He came in the room and was standing next to the bed where I was laying down. He stood there for a while.

"Alright I think I must go now." He said walking away.

"No! Please don't go." I said.

"What? You want me to stay?" He said with a sadistic smile. "What will you do if I go?"

"Probably cry until I pass out." I replied.

"Wow your so needy." He said as he closed the door and sat on a chair that was in the room.

"Wilbur?" I asked.

"Yes, love?" He replied.

"Can- can you be with me?" I asked hoping he would. I just want to feel someone again.

"Why would I? You haven't done anything deserving of it." He replied with the same sadistic smile.

"Please Wilbur! I want to be with someone again!" I said.

"Oh now your begging for me to be with you. How the tables have turned." He said.

"Please."

He got up. I thought it was to leave but he layed down in the bed and wrappes his arms around me.

It felt nice to feel loved.

(A/N)

Hey. I wrote this at like 5:00 am so excuse me if it sucks lol. I got a frog hoodie recently so thats epic. This is a short A/N but I don't really have much to say. Drink water and take a shower and eat food because I care about you.

Signing off

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