Captured h.s

He's a psychopath

Chapter 8-

psychopath
noun
a person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behaviour.

Song for the chapter-
Head over heels// by Digital Daggers

'Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels'

(Hey guys it's been so long but I have all my exams and I've been revising like crazy but anyways I've finally updated and I've now decided that Christen (Chris) is going to be played by Ashley Benson (picture above) so yeah hope you enjoy the chapter and don't forget to vote and comment ily all <3)

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*Chris's pov*

"You're lucky I have all of those photos saved or I'd be very very mad right now" he spoke quietly.

"And besides" he said softly walking toward me, making me flinch when he thumb along my bottom lip and his palm across my right cheek. "I've got you now baby"

"You're a fucking psycho!" I shout, pushing his disgusting hands off of me.

"I would shut that pretty little mouth of yours before you get yourself into trouble" he gripes with a teasing smirk.

"What do you want? Sex? Is that what you want? You want me to be your slave or some bullshit!" I shout but not as loud, hoping that my mind will catch up with my mouth so that I shut up.

"No I don't want you to be slave, how could you even think that? Sex? Okay maybe yes, but only if you want it to. I want you" he says and I find myself laughing at his words.

What a psycho.

"So what you expect me to fall in love with you because you have some weird obsession with me? You kill my boyfriend and take me away from my family and the expect me to love you?" I laugh disbelievingly.

"I'm your boyfriend and I'm the only family that you need" he growls pulling me toward him.

He presses his lips to mine roughly, teasingly, passionately. My mind races as his lips move slowly yet fastly with mine, it was different to Marcel's style of kissing because, well he just went either to fast or to slow but this was just- wait. I'm comparing my dead boyfriends kissing techniques with the man that killed him.

"Get off of me you freak" I squeal pushing him off of me.

"Don't act like you weren't enjoying it. You wanted it just as much as I-"

And then we are interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I will answer the door, you stay here" he orders me.

As if I'm going to listen to him.

I slowly crept down the hallway trying to be as quiet as possible when I heard voices.

"What are you doing here? It's Friday!" I heard my kidnapper shout but angrily at someone.

"You've missed a lot of your appointments and we are worried about you, have you been taking your medication?" I heard a man scold. I knew he was a psycho he even needs bloody medication.

"Yes I've been taken my god damn pills and I've been busy! Now get the fuck out of my house before I-" He begin before the guy interrupts him.

"You'll what? Call the police? The things I know about you and your obsessions with that girl I could have you arrested and you damn well know it!" He gripes.

"Fine I'm sorry Thomas, now, would you like come in for a cup if coffee and we can discuss my well being" I heard my kidnapper say politely.

I then realized that this was my chance, I could escape while he was distracted! I slowly creeped down the stairs before I was cut off with a sound I've become accustomed to *bang* and I jumped at the sudden sound and slipped suddenly before my version turned black.