Chapter Fourteen

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I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. Waking up had to be the worst feeling ever.

I sit up in my bed and look out the window. Pretty foggy, I bet it's gonna rain today. I get out of bed and since I'm off from work today, I'll just go have some alone time outside

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Walking in this weather is so calming. I've haven't felt this relaxed in so long. I smiled to myself and exhaled, seeing my breath form in the air.

Though it is eerily quiet, walking alone especially. It's kinda creepy. This feeling..it feels really lonely. Time to time I do think about YB and I know it's bad but I can't help but think what if I was still in his house with him? By now we would probably be..just maybe, a couple?

Gosh, what am I thinking, I rubbed my hands together and just focused on walking to god knows where. As I was walking I just had to look to the side and see the park I was in when I met YB, when I was crying and he comforted me. I didn't even realize it but I stopped walking and just looked at the park, at the swing. It held memories. That was when all the crazy started.

I remembered the times when YB was so sweet, when he comforted me, when he actually cared and didn't even seem like a kidnapper to me. I'm still miserable that he's gone, i don't know why but I'm so attached to him. I don't want to admit it but...I miss him.

I slapped a hand over my mouth and realized I was just standing in the sidewalk not even moving. I started walking and just thought about what I said.

'Why do I even miss him, he held me captive.'

Yet, there's been this itching feeling to visit him in prison but the cops would judge me. Why would I visit my kidnapper?

I shook my head and just had my feet take me wherever.

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I ended up going to a bar...which is so unlike me. I guess I need to let off some steam by drinking. It's been a while since I even touched alcohol, last time I did was before I was kidnapped..

I walked in and immediately was greeted by the dim lights and rainbow lights flashing in the distance. It smelled like cigarettes, alcohol, and just sex in the air. I scrunched up my nose and walked in. Not used to the environment of people grinding on others, and grown men trying to hit on girls.

I sat in the bar stool and the bartender came up to me

"Hey there, what can I get you?" He asked while shaking a drink in his hands.

"Uhh...just a cognac is fine, thanks."

I looked around. I felt so out of place, beside its been a while since I been here. I watch all the people interacting with others, and couples having fun together.

"Hey, can I sit here?"

I turned around and some guy was next to me looking straight at me.

"Um, sure?" I raised my eyebrow as he took a seat next to me. Why would he sit next to me out of all the empty seats here.

It was silent for a few seconds except the ice in his drink clinking against the cup when he took a sip out of it.

"What's your name?"

"It's none of your business" I rolled my eyes. I wanted to be left alone

"Ookay..what're you doing in a bar so early sweetheart?" He rested his head on his hand

"Again, none of your concern."

"Man you're a feisty one. I like that, it's attractive" he laughed to himself taking a sip out of his drink. I sighed to myself and turned to look at him.

"What are you doing in a bar this early then?" I threw his question back at him.

He smirked at me and put his drink down.

"I was bored in the house, I was also craving something to drink so just to get me started in the morning..whiskey" he smiled and showed me his cup.

I raised my eyebrows and my drink came.

"Um, well what's your name?" I asked and I took the first sip from my drink. I scrunched my face in disgust

"Names Sebastian, just call me seb, or whatever. Will you finally tell me your name?"

"It's y/n" I took another sip from my drink. I looked forward, and from the corner of my eye I saw him look
at me up and down.

"Are you..single by any chance?"

"Why're you asking such a question?" I glared at him as he just looked at me

"Worth a shot..but do you wanna come home with me and maybe we could, yk..hit it off?" He winked

"Excuse me?" I put my drink down.

"You can't just ask me to go home with you, the hells wrong with you?"

"Woah woah woah, calm down sweetheart." He touched my thigh and that's when I lost it.

"Don't touch me!" I pushed him off and stood up. I made such a big scene, everyone near was staring. I can't even have something to myself!

"You don't just go up to people and ask them to have sex with you! Go fuck yourself!"

I stormed out of the bar. I haven't even been in there for 10 minutes and I only got to finish one drink. I'm never going back to a bar again. I started walking back to my apartment again.

I didn't even get to do anything fun today without it being ruined. Even though it was only, 3:00 PM, the fog made it seem like it was 9:00 PM. It was still so eerily quiet when I was walking back to my apartment.

I put my hoodie on and just looked at the floor. At first I wanted to get out of the house, now I just want to lock myself in my room and rot. I was going to look up but someone covered my face with a rag.

I was breathing in something in the rag, I was starting to lose consciousness. Am I really being kidnapped again?!

I was about to faint until I heard a familiar voice that made my blood run cold.





"Oh how I've missed you..so much"

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