Love in Captivity: Chains of Obsession

Birth control

The sizzling of the bacon fills the air with an intoxicating aroma.

Before I even realized it, the food was put in front of me. Along with a drink. He looks at me with a smile. Handing me a pill.

"What is that?" I ask, looking at him untrustingly.

"It's birth control. Hannah." He says this as he is still standing as if gazing at my reaction.

I set it down and pushed it away.

"I don't take birth control. There isn't any need." I say, looking at him uneasily.

"Well, whenever I fuck you, I bet the last thing you are going to want to be worried about is me getting you pregnant."

He says he is still standing, looking down at me.

What the fuck? Ewe no

"Now, Hannah, you are going to be here for the rest of your life. It can be nice or quite the opposite. Now you are going to take that medication and eat your food. The question is, "Do you want to be the one to take it, or do you want me to force you?" He asks, still looking down at me, making me feel microscopic at the moment.

I didn't see a point in trying to fight him. Plus, I didn't want to deal with the ramifications of my decision to not do what he asked.

I sigh, pick up the pill, and swallow it.

Looking at him. He finally takes a seat.

I let out a breath of relief I didn't even know I was holding.

We began eating again. I was terrified of making any wrong move that would have consequences.

Once my plate was empty, he took it from me, setting it in the sink along with his own.

"Come here," Colton says demanding

My feet shuffle slowly against the ground, feeling like I'm walking to a hungry lion.

Waiting patiently to strike. As if I were voluntarily leading myself to slaughter. That was undeniable.

Scary? most definitely

When I was within arm's reach, I closed my eyes, uncertain of his next move.

Unexpectedly, he grabs my body, pulling me close. Subconsciously, I clench frightfully.

He tilts my head softly toward his eyes. Forcing my eyes open and making them blurry. His fingertip softly brushed against my cheeks, wiping away the sets of tears that fell.

The tears I didn't even notice had fallen.

I was overwhelmed by all my emotions.

"Shh, you are okay. I won't hurt you. Shh."

He tells me softly, even with his eyes showing softness.

He was trying to comfort me, but yet he was the reason for my tears and my undoing.

He and he alone.

"Would you like to go outside later today if the weather stays nice?"

He asked me with a small smile. The thought of going outside fuels my desire for freedom. The chance of a possible escape. Just at my fingertips, waiting to be grabbed. I think he would be expecting it, though. I'd have to do it when he wasn't paying attention. When his guard was down. It strikes like a snake. I'd have to; it's the only way. I just hope he doesn't kill me before that. Maybe I could incapacitate him and try, then, who knows, I gotta try something, anything.

Maybe playing him is the best option. I think back.

"Yes, please." I smile back.

"You have to promise not to run away, he says, looking at me with a question.

"Yes, I promise I won't run away," I say, still playing with a smile.

"I think I deserve some appreciation. How about a kiss?" He says this, looking down at my lips.