Stockholm Syndrome

Psithurism

A/N:

psithurism: (n.) the sound of the wind through trees.

Everything is black, like coal. I can't see anything, not a single light in the distance. What's going on? The last thing i remember is being beaten at my house and my mother and sister yelling.

The place smelled wet, like wet leaves. The surface felt soft, i'm on a bed. I was trying to figure out where i could be and i heard some leaves rustling. I'm guessing i'm in a forest.

I heard a door creak and asked. "Where am I?"

"Far away." said a voice in front of me.

My eyes were covered with a piece of clothing and my hands were tied with a strong rope. I can't move and it's driving me insane.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked another question.

"I'm not the one who did this." His deep voice answered me.

"Then who did?" Who could've done this? Why me?

"You'll find out soon." He said and then I heard a door open and close. He left.

Did he seriously just leave? He just entered the room and answered 3 questions and left. Who does that?

This could be a cabin. I need to be calm or the person who planned all this will kill me. I'm not ready to die, I don't think anyone is. I'm 19 years old and I haven't lived yet.

I'm getting pretty hungry and if I knew the hour it would be amazing.

"Sir?" Wow even when kidnapped I'm a nice person.

I heard the door open. "Yes?"

"What time is it?" I asked and I'm guessing he wasn't expecting that question since i heard him murmur something.

"It's 12:05am so if you could just go to sleep that would be great."

"I'm hungry and i don't think being all tied up would be a very good position to sleep in."

"I'll get you something to eat and ask my boss to see if I can untie you." I heard the door close.

I guess this kidnap thing isn't like in the movies, except when they punched me. Although they haven't threatened me... yet.

I sat there probably for 20 minutes just contemplating life and who might've planned this whole thing.

It could be Keenan since he hates me and I hate him, but what could he want from me? He's the one who destroyed my life in high school and Liam doesn't know anything about it. Keenan is really nice to Liam. I don't understand why he decided to destroy my life.

Maybe this is a prank? But what kind or prank would this be? If they want money the caught the wrong guy because at the moment my family is going through a hard time.

"I brought food. My boss said it was ok for you to take the blinds off and for me to untie you. But if you try to run away then you have to face the consequences." His voice sounded so serious that I almost peed myself.

The guy untied me and then i took the blinds off. "You." I said once I looked at the person.

"Yes it's me." It's him.

"You were the one who told me to be careful at the record store." He sat down on the edge of the bed.

This cabin looks expensive. Queen bed with lots of details on the walls. Big closet and some fascinating paintings.

"I was trying to help you."

"Well you weren't that helpful as you can see." I said while moving my arms so he could take a look around.

"Once you're in this job, there's no way out. It's very gang like." He seemed so nice by the look of it and how his voice sounded. He had lots of tattoos but so did I so I'm not judging. Long dark brown hair and he sure was a lot taller than me. "I'm Harry."

"Louis." We looked at each other awkwardly so I took a bite of the mini sandwiches in the tray that he brought.

"Please tell me who planned all this. Am i going to die?" I asked because the curiosity was killing me.

"I can't tell you. And you're not going to die, trust me."

"Trust you? You're keeping here and I bet you were the one who punched." He was wearing a mask but by the look of his body i'm pretty sure it was him.

"I had to punch you yesterday because that was the only way i could bring you here." He stood up from the corner of the bed. "I'm gonna go now so you eat that and sleep. We'll see you tomorrow."

"We?" What does he mean by 'we'? Am I going to meet the person behind all this?

"Goodnight Louis." He left and closed the door. I heard the lock and in that moment I knew I couldn't escape.

I looked outside the window and everything was pitch black except the light downstairs in the front porch. I was on the second but I couldn't escape by the window since it had bars. The person who planned all this sure thought of everything.

How long will I be staying here? Eloise and my mother must be terrified right now. I placed the tray on the night stand and looked for some clothes to sleep in the drawers. Im being held captive but i'm being treated nicely and this room is huge. What's the purpose in all this?

I found some sweatpants and a white tshirt that said 'Class of 2013' which was the year i graduated in and I also have the same shirt. My kidnapper wouldn't have left this here for me to find so easily. He or she has done a very good job so far by thinking of everything and he or she wouldn't have made this little stupid mistake. I'm starting to think this was placed here on purpose.

I put on the shirt and got in bed. I turned to my right to turn off the lamp and saw a piece of paper. It said 'See you tomorrow at breakfast xx.' I placed the paper where it was and turned off the lamp, making me feel tired and falling asleep fast and easy.

I don't know at what time i woke up. I tried opening the door but it was locked from outside. I knocked on the door a few time telling them to let me out. I gave up after 5 minutes and sat down on the bed looking around. After another 5 minutes the door was unlocked.

I stood up and walked slowly to the door opening it with caution. I looked outside and the hallway was long. There wre probably 5 more rooms or more. Who else is here? How many people? One room must be Harry's and the other one, my kidnapper. There were three more rooms that i didn't know about.

I walked around and found the stairs. This is the biggest cabin i've ever seen. The person must be wealthy. I walked down the stairs looking around. There was a living room but no one was there. I heard some people talk so I followed their voices.

"Ah good morning louis." Harry said with a smile. "How did you sleep?"

"Good i guess." I replied.

There were 3 other people about my age probably, 2 guys and a girl. One of the guys was blond and looked nervous, and he's now making me nervous. The other one had light brown hair and he was calm. The girl seemed calm also. I didn't recognize any of them.

Harry was making pancakes for breakfast. None of these people looked like someone with the mind of a kidnapper.

"Sorry but i don't like breakfast."

"Oh don't worry about it i can make you some eggs with toast." He was too happy and it was creeping me out.

"This is for you." The blond one said giving me a piece of paper. The paper said 'Sorry i couldn't be there. University comes first. Maybe i'll see you tonight or probably tomorrow.'

This shit gets creepier by the minute and I can't wait to get out of here.