Love in Captivity: Chains of Obsession

Close the distance

I sit on the edge of the bed, glancing out at the boarded-up windows that blocked the light from coming in. There wasn't a glimpse of hope to grasp onto, and I knew that was his plan.

The room was lit up thankfully as Colton left the light on and my ankle free. I unconsciously brought my legs close to my chest. It had been hours since I last saw Colton. I barely ate my breakfast, though I didn't feel hungry, not even in the slightest.

I knew it had been months since I was kidnapped. Held captive by this man.

This man who I should hate with every fiber of my being, but I don't anymore.

He feels like all I have left. Nobody ever looked for me. Sure, my home life wasn't the best, but it was all I had. I don't understand why nobody cares about me.

I start to feel tears pool in my eyes yet again.

No one was looking for me; nobody cared.

Nobody cares. The words echo in my head, repeating like a drum.

The painful reminder of how alone I am. The fact that nobody was looking for me cut me deeper than anything Colton had ever done to me, and it began to change something within me.

I heard the door unlock and open, and I watched Colton as he walked in, closing the door behind him softly.

"Hannah." He says softly. When I look at his eyes they appear more soft."You've barely eaten today."
He says as he places the tray of food on the table beside the bed.

As he sits on the bed I feel it dip slightly under the weight.

I look at him intently. Knowing he already told me but I need to hear the words from his lips one more time."Why are you doing this? Why do you care?"

I feel Colton's hand brush against mine as he takes my hand from my lap. "Because Hannah, I love you," he said  "I've loved you for a long time. You are mine so I will never be able to let you. I'm the only one who understands you." As I look into his eyes I see nothing but sincerity.

The words make tears pool in my eyes; his hand holding mine felt comforting. While I should have ripped my hands from I continued letting him hold my hand.

"But... no one's even looking for me," I choked out, the words almost too painful to say. "It means something doesn't it? It means that I'm not worth saving."

Colton's expression darkened, his jaw tightening instantly at my words. "They don't deserve you, Hannah. Your family, they never cared about you the way I do."

His words were like stitches to the wounds in my heart, soothing yet dangerous. I knew I should hate him and despise him for what he had done to me. But how could I, when he was the only one who seemed to care? The only one who had made me feel wanted?

"I don't know what to feel anymore," I confessed bringing my other hand to my mouth to chew on my nails.

He doesn't comment just simply grabs my hand with his other as he looks at me as I explain how I'm feeling.

"I'm so confused, Colton. I hate that you took me, that you've kept me here, but at the same time, I don't want to be alone. And it feels like you're the only one who cares if I'm alive."

Colton cupped my face in his hands and forced me to look into his eyes. "You're not alone, Hannah. You'll never be alone again, not as long as I'm here. Breathing. I'll protect you and love you in a way no one else ever could."

A tear slid down my cheek, and he wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. "But at what cost?" I asked softly. "What kind of love is this?"

"The only kind that matters," he replied firmly his eyes stern. "You and me, against the world."

Slowly, I leaned into his chest. Colton wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

Colton watched me closely. "You're different today," he commented.

"Colton, I've been thinking," I say as I look at him.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly interested in my statement. "Oh? And what have you been thinking about, Hannah?"

I took a deep breath. "About us. About how much everything has changed, and I don't want to fight anymore."

Colton's eyes darkened. What are you saying?" he asked me carefully.

"I'm saying that maybe I've been wrong. Maybe there's something between us that I've been too afraid to acknowledge." I leaned in, "I want to be with you, Colton. No more games, no more resistance. I just don't want to be alone."

For a moment, Colton was silent. Briefly, before he pulled me by my face to his until our faces were inches apart."You don't know what you're asking for, Hannah," he warned me. "Once you're mine, truly mine, there's no going back."

"I'm not afraid; I want this. I want you." I replied carefully.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Hannah." He replied.

"Maybe I am," I whispered before I softly placed my lips on his closing the distance.

He kissed me back fiercely, his hands roaming my body as if claiming me.

As we broke apart, both breathless, Colton's gaze was filled with a dark mix of desire and possessiveness. As his hands began to take my clothes off with ease. My heart began to race.