Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter One

My hands were shaking making it almost impossible to put the key in the lock. Relief washed over me as soon as the door the swung opened. I ran. I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. My legs started to burn. My throat burned. Everything started to burn. I still kept on running. There was no way in hell I was going back to that room. Everything about it was so haunting about that room. The view it had. How the trees casted shadows in the moonlight. How almost everything in the room creaked. Not a quiet creak but those loud high pitched creaks, that just wanted to make you claw out your ears. Even the cracked mirror on the vanity made me want to flee the room. I was close to the gate. It almost seemed as the faster I ran the father away the gate seemed to look. When I almost reached the gate a loud voice boomed,

"Where in the hell do you think you're going?"

Fucking hell. I was so close. I tried to squeeze my way through the iron gates. I was almost out, when he yanked my leg towards him.

"You are not to ignore me. You know what happens when you do that." He glared at me. Those gorgeous emerald eyes, held so much of an unknown emotion.
"I'm sorry" I couldn't help but whimper. He laughed. The laugh sounded so evil it made me cringe.

"Oh you think with a simple sorry everything will be okay? Oh sweetie, you little naive girl. Nothing's going to be okay." he whispered right beside me ear. I got a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I didn't like it one bit.

"Did you really think you could run away?" He said as he pulled me towards the house. Chills ran down my body making my little hairs stand up, as I walked in front of him. This stupid house, I hate it so much. I just can't stand it anymore. I've lost count as to how long I've been here. Three months, five months, I don't know. I hate it. This isn't fair. Why am I here? Why? I stopped at the front step refusing to go any further.

"Go on. Stop acting so foolish." He said as he pushed me towards the steps. I stumbled a bit as I walked up the steps. I was tired. This attempt to escape was stupid. He's like a hawk, always watching every step I take. I wouldn't be surprised if he had cameras around the house, or even silent alarms.

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A/N

How was it? This is my first story and I'm kind of nervous as to what people are going to think about it. Can you please leave a comment below on what your thoughts are? Was it too short?

One more thing, I have a mini contest. This is probably too early to have a contest, but whatever. Who ever can make an amazing cover for my story will win something. I don't know what yet but I will post more details on the next chapter.  If you want to ask me anything about the contest or something else DM me. 

I will not have many author's notes, but when I do they might be extremely important, so please read them if you can.

 Right now i'm on summer vacation and I'm trying my best to write chapter 2. I'm not sure how I'll be posting but the next chapter will be posted after July 4.  

I have also dedicated this chapter to my very first reader :)

Well bye. x.