Stockholm syndrome~dnf

Chapter one

5th January 2024

Dear diary,
two years ago I had to say good bye to the most amazing and handsome man on earth. He meant everything to me in every shape and form.
I hope I could see him again in the future when everything dies down.
He was so perfect, his perfect jawline,dirty blond hair with cute curls, green emerald eyes that look piss yellow to me, being the tallest mother fucker there is which is 6'3, and his perfect freakles.
He makes me drool over him all the fuckin time I see him and I miss this feeling of him being with me, making me feel the warmth of him.
Even tho I love him, he did some things to me which caused me to have nightmares and trauma for probably the rest of my life. During my time with dream I learned so much things about him and he learned so much things about me.
One thing he is not fond to is about boundaries during sex. When ever he feels horney he would use me for his pleasure, the fact that I didn't say anything about him being my first was something I didn't want him to know otherwise he would have ether didn't care or brush me off or if he loved me back he would ask for consent but that was not the case at all.
Him plus sex toys don't go well at all, every week he would bring in something new to test it on me.
Out of all people he does it on me but as I was saying he wanted to really test my limits on how I handle all of it but there was a point when I cried and got scared of him for days non stop cause of his new kink he thought I would handle well which was candle play.
That was the worst moment in my life. me screaming and pleading for him to stop when he carry's on burning my precious body while getting turned on by my screams.
God i don't want to write much other wise my room mate and his boyfriend might come in and read it. But I still forgive him for all of that and say that non of this is his fault for the things he did to me.

"George! Dinners ready!"

Got to go I'll write more soon dairy bye xo

"George Davison! Get your ass down now" I hear Nick calling my name over again. God why does he always be with us I mean I get that he's Karl boyfriend but why twenty four seven being in my house that I own is what I don't understand. But I get downstairs and sat in the dining room without looking at them

"are you okay? you don't look well" my roomie Karl says. "Yes I'm fine thanks" I say back without any hesitation. "Well don't forget that you're working late tonight and you have to close the Café down"  Nick states to me. "Yes I do know thank you for asking" I say with an attitude god I don't want dinner just need to get out and get my mind fresh. "Actually guys I don't want to eat I'm going work now then I'll eat later on." I say before running upstairs to put my uniform on.

Once I was done with my uniform and making my hair straight I left saying goodbye to them and for them to have a fun night knowing that they will be watching Netflix on the couch all night long and waiting  for me to come back safely.

Once I got into the café me Karl and Nick work, I saw that first off it's quiet which is not normal but oh well and second off my friend Daryl (which we all call him bad or bbh) just there almost asleep even tho it's just turned six pm 

"George! Hey, hope you're okay!" Bad says in a kind voice. "Yes bad am okay thanks I'll take from here you start heading off home. It's my duty to shut the place down tonight so have fun." I say in the most positive way possible. He smiles at me and waves at me before walking to the front door. I wave back and focus on the people there are around. Most people are just regulars who came by and brought what they want coffee, tea, croissants and all that but this one costumer he looked familiar as if I know him from somewhere.

He has brown-ish blond mixed hair, around 6'4, emerald eyes, perfect jawline. I don't know who he is but he looks pretty. Wait I can't say that. I'm in love with dream not this fake looking makeup on looking guy. Bet he's just an actor who suppose to dress wearing a hot ass crop top, a baby blue skirt, thigh high socks with blue heals. Damn that's sexy I could take a picture of him now and keep it on my bedroom wall. That's when I realise that my pants are starting to tighten up a little and it's noticeable.

'fuck' I curse underneath my breath. "This is going to be an interesting night."