HTBMHIT || {A creek fanfiction}

⋆｡°✩Chapter 24: Limerance⋆｡°✩

"I may think of you softly from time to time. But I'll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again."
- Unknown

Light grasped through my lids which made me feel conscious; making my heavy body wide awake. I was tied up in a dark; cold and rusty place. I felt chills upon just looking at my state. I tried finding signs on where should I draw the line to flee, but I couldn't see a ray of hope. I'm trapped.

Thousands of thoughts came flooding through my brain; I was worried about what Craig might hear about my sudden disappearance if I don't make it out alive here. I'm scared of the thousand possible ways of how I will die without having the chance to say goodbye to him. I was overwhelmed with such ache in my mind that I couldn't help but cry like a helpless child.

The door clung open and the florist from earlier came near to me with water and food on both of his hands. The pang of betrayal has gotten through me. The once angel-faced boy I've met earlier now looks like the devil reincarnated as a human.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed in protest. - Which scared him off like a tick; but he was desperate, so he just stood there like a statue.

"I'm so sorry. My parents, we're the ones to be blamed of this..." He said looking down at me with a face of guilt. - He looks like he's about to cry. The nerve he has.

"Well, tell you're fucking parents to get me out of here. What the fuck even is this place? A drug den for virgin bimbos? THIS IS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!" I complained. He sat down near me and placed the food in front of me, he then tried to touch me by my bruises which alarmed me.

"DON'T. TOUCH. ME."

"I'm really sorry...I've noticed that the drug wore off while they brought you here, you've got some bruises while trying to escape earlier. I should hel-"

"Get me out of here." He remained silent and tried untying me, but he's weak fragile hands couldn't handle the grip of the rope that has tied around my wrist. "I'm sorry.." He shakily whispered.

"I'll just help you eat" He offered with a sigh.

"WHAT?? DO YOU THINK I'M A DOG WHO CAN'T FEED MYSELF??" I angered.

"Look, I did not choose to be here. - and neither did you. This may sound gaslighting or manipulative but I really just want to do the least I could do with you're situation. This is the share of my dinner a few hours ago; I decided to just give all the share to you."

"So? Do you want me to fucking thank you for doing the bare minimum?" I mocked which almost made me laugh - when I shouldn't. Gosh why do I feel like laughing whenever it's unnecessary?

"No. I just want you take the food as an apology... I'll see what I can do for you too."

I don't know what time is it already when I woke up in this strange place; and I admit, I do feel like I could finally eat a thousands of horse. So I gave in with his offer.

The only sounds in the room I'm entrapped in was the sound of both our breathings and the crunch of the food I was munching. It was extremely awkward.

"You must have a lot of questions running through you're brain right now." He spoke which broke the silence that wrapped around us. "yeah. Indeed." I responded.

"I'm sorry about you're bruises, they look fatal. They must've dragged you or even slammed you around like a package."

"They?"

"Yes, my parent's staffs; or should I say, midgets. You're in an underground facility right now, they brought you here for a reason. - but I'm not even sure why. You seem like an innocent person."