Stockholm Syndrome

1. How It All Started

This is my story. I have tried to explain to people what happened but it makes no sense. Maybe writing it will make it become more clear.

I stood staring at the body in the not-so-expensive coffin. I was the only one here, the only one that showed up. Not in a church, but in a house. There was no service held, though I understood because I was the only one that showed up. I stroked the hair I would feel for the last time in forever. I kissed the forehead of this person, my person, and shut the coffin. Rest In Peace. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a letter, read it, and cried.

But this is just the end of my story. Let's rewind to the beginning. When I was first trapped, a year ago.

2 hours before the party

"Emily!" My friend, Lexi, yelled my name for the hundredth time, along with my other 2 friends. "No. No, I'm not going out!" I yelled back laughing because they have been begging for me to go out all day. "Come on, you're legal now." Ashley winked at me, I had just turned 18 last night. "No I am not!" I yelled at Ashley and laughed. "Come on, you look 21 anyways. Nobody will notice, we'll make you a fake ID." My last friend, Tanya, suggested. Tanya has always been crazy, she does all this stuff and nobody ever catches her and I don't know how she does it. "No, Ash, no way am I letting you do that." I shook my head, "Here, we bought you an outfit," Lexi smiled and Tanya handed it to me, "This is way too small," I stared at it with wide eyes. "Oh, just try it on!" Ashley laughed. I went to the bathroom and tried on the outfit, it was tight and black. I've got to admit, I liked it. "Grab her!" They all yelled and grabbed me while I tried to run away, Ashley and Tanya held me down in the back of Lexi's car. "Guys, I don't want to go out!" I gave up on kicking because we were already on our way. "Yes you do!" Lexi called up from the driver's side. "I'm going to get in so much trouble," I shook my head, disappointed at myself for actually letting this happen. "What people don't know, won't hurt them," Tanya smirked and patted my shoulder.

We finally got to the club an hour later and let me tell you... it was big. "Guys, how did you find this club?" I was curious. "We just searched good clubs on the internet and this is the first one that popped up," Ashley explained. The music was already loud and we weren't even inside yet. "You ready?" Tanya asked. "No," I said biting my nail. "Perfect! Let's go!" She laughed and dragged us all along. I was mainly scared because they were all 21 and I was only 18. Here goes nothing.

We made it inside, even though I was nervous and literally trembling when the guards checked the ID's, especially mine. All three of the girls grabbed a drink and handed me one as well, "No thanks," I laughed nervously. "I already paid for it, drink it!" Tanya yelled because it was already hard to hear, she handed me the drink again. "Dance!" Lexi laughed and swung her hips to the rhythm of the music and slowly swung away from the rest of us. I looked around and noticed that all of the other girls had left me too. Great, what do I do now? I stood and tapped my foot while taking small sips of my drink. I guess that the sips of my drink weren't so small because I moved onto my third one quickly. I wasn't drunk but I could feel a slight buzz. I went to get another drink when the lights shut off unexpectedly, everyone screamed. Crap, where are the girls!? I tried to walk around with my hands out so I knew where I was going, yelling out Ashley, Lexi, and Tanya's names. I let out a squealy scream when something scrapped my back, something sharp. "Ow!" I held my back and tried to hold back my tears. I felt someone put their hands over my mouth and my hands behind my back. I tried to scream and kick, "Shut up! Stop moving!" It was a man that had a grip on me, and as he yelled those words to me, his grip got tighter. I started breathing heavy and tears started to fall. The stranger put ductape around my feet, wrists, and mouth. Then he put a blindfold over my eyes as he threw me into the back of what seemed his car. I only had one thought running through my head... I'm going to die, he is going to kill me.