Where have you been?

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TW: being held hostage, language, being drugged, stabbing

Diane woke up before me. When I woke she was gone. I stood slowly and made my way down the stairs. I walked around until I found her standing in the kitchen. She was cooking what I assumed was breakfast. I walked over to her and snaked my arms around her waist, and planted a small kiss on her neck, "Good morning." She whispered and I said the words back to her. I stepped away and looked to the counter. My eyes locked on a large kitchen knife. I waited until Diane had stepped over to the refrigerator to slip it into my large robe pocket and place a different knife in its spot. Diane turned back to the stove and suddenly something came over me. Something powerful. I placed the knife to Diane's neck and bit her ear, "Y- Y/n?" She whispered, "Listen to me, you are going to take me home. I'm going to let my family and friends know that I am okay then we are going to my school. I'm going to get my missing work and clear anything up that is needed." I said and she inhaled sharply, "There will be no questions and no hesitation when I tell you to do something. Do you understand me?" I said and she nodded, "Ye- yes." She said and I slid the knife softly across her neck so it wouldn't do any harm but would still scare her. She stood completely still as I stepped away a little and planted another kiss on her neck. She turned around with wide eyes and she smirked, "Jesus Y/n, that was so hot." She whispered before pulling me into a heated kiss. I pushed the tip of the knife to her stomach, "Diane." I said and she froze, "I'm not fucking playing. Take me home, now." She nodded and reached behind her, fumbling to find her keys. I smiled at her and she walked to the door.
Once we were in the car she rested her hand on my leg and I gripped the knife tighter.
I'm still scared of her. I thought. God that was a enraging thought. I shouldn't be scared right now. I have the power. Diane has every reason to fear the kid with the knife.

We arrived at my home and I sighed looking at the run down house. I thought for a moment.
"Keep driving." I said lowly. She didn't hesitate to keep going. We eventually got to my college and I smiled. I kind of missed this place. I got out of the car and walked towards the door but stopped when I realized Diane wasn't following.
"You coming or not?" I shouted and she shook her head 'no'. I jogged back to the car and she rolled the window down, "What are you doing?" I asked and she sighed, "I was going to drop you off and leave. I don't want to hurt you anymore." She said and I furrowed my brows, "Diane... I love you. I cannot lose you."
She wiped a tear and stepped out of the car and walked around to me and hugged me tightly. I smiled and sighed, "I shouldn't have done that whole knife thing today I'm sorry." I said and she pulled away with a devious grin on her face, "Oh no honey, it was hot." She whispered and kissed my neck before walking towards the school.
We entered and the front office lady raised an eyebrow, "Look who's back." She said annoyed. I smiled at her and kept walking. As I entered the halls I found students in the middle of leaving classes. I gasped and ran when I saw my best friend at her first lecture hall of the day, "Bailey!" I shouted and she looked at me, "Y/n?" I hugged her and she hugged me back, "God where have you been?" She asked and I laughed, "It's a long story." I said and she smiled. Diane stood behind me and Bailey looked at her confused, "And who's this?" She said raising an eyebrow, "Hi, I'm Diane Sherman." Diane said shaking Bailey's hand. Bailey introduced herself and we started walking towards the exit of the building, "So have you been okay at least?" Bailey asked and I smiled, "Yeah just got caught up in some things." I said squeezing Dianes hand.
Once we got back home Diane sat still in the drivers seat of the car. Suddenly she looked to me and sighed, "I'm sorry it has to be like this. I never wanted to hurt you Y/n." She said and I looked at her confused. With no warning at all she pulled the knife from where I had sat it and plunged it straight into my thigh. I screamed as she pulled it out. I held my leg and quickly opened the car door. Diane got out and ran to my side of the car. She helped me out and I pushed her off, "Let me help you Y/n." She said sternly. I shook my head, "Get the fuck away from me." I whispered, limping towards the end of the driveway. She grabbed my arm and I turned to look at her, "What Diane? You want me to go back with you even after you just fucking stabbed me?!" I shouted and she slapped me, "Shut up!" She screamed. She opened the back of her car and pulled a small pouch out of a compartment. She unzipped it and turned to me, when I caught a glimpse of the syringe in her hand I tried to walk faster down the driveway. She ran after me and wrapped her arm around my waist before stabbing me in the neck with the needle. I felt my legs go numb and when I tried to scream I couldn't. She carried me into the house, making her way to the basement with me in her arms.

A/N: so plot twist 😜 Diane is still a psycho bitch
Also this is really bad but I needed to get back to a spot where I actually had ideas lmao

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 29, 2023 ⏰

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