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PSA: this is not a love story, nor does it glorify abuse/rape/sexual assault/kidnapping/mental illness whatsoever. that was also a trigger warning, i beg you not to read this if you are easily triggered of these topics.

"those are the badlands, we don't go there."

it started out slow, he introduced himself.

"alex."

i smiled, and did the same.

"morgan."

it was at a bar, and the liquor was amazing. it was strong, too.

by my third drink, i got dizzy, and i could barely stand. which was unusual, i was usually drunk by at least my ninth shot.

"can i take you home?" he asks, a firm grip on my wrist.

there was something sinister to it, but i didn't have control of my actions. i just groaned, and he takes me to his car.

"where... where are we going?" i mumble, my surroundings wobbling and my hearing a little staticky.

"our home."


this story is based on halsey's album, badlands. mostly off of the song, control, which is very cryptic feeling and gives out a horror vibe. i'd recommend listening to it as you read this story. most chapters are only a few sentences, it's very short.

started:
may 17, 2015
21:42
USA
central time

updates: completed

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