The Day It All Went Wrong.

playing mean.

I sit back down on the couch trying to make as little noise as possible when I hear his voice I thought he was asleep?? I think to myself in confusion. "You can't escape I have hidden the key darling." He smirks. I look away gritting my teeth "i thought you were asleep" i said to him crossing my arms before he pulls me against his chest making me lie down once more. I try pushing off of him but he holds me in place tighter "what are you? Some kind of hulk??" He chuckles at my words.

"No darling~" he says closing his eyes making me think he's going back to sleep. "What's with the pet names?" | ask rolling my eyes quiet frustrated with what he keeps calling me. "What? You don't like when I call you darling?~" he says with a slight chance on his face making me more frustrated. "W... When can you let me go?" I ask really wanting to know as I lay my arm on my side. His grin falls to an angry look "why the fuck do you want to leave?? Am I not good enough?!" He says slightly raising his voice making me flinch. "I-i mean you kidnapped me i-" he cuts me off getting more mad by the second "I don't want to fucking hear it. Your staying here with me and if you try to fucking run." He chuckles having a psychotic grin on his face before finishing the sentence "I'll cut your damn leg off so you can't run~" he laughs my face falters to a scared look "i-i won't" my eyes water frightened of what he will do. He just grins before kissing the top of my head "good boy-" he says wiping the tears out of my eyes with his hand.

My stomach growls as I rub it getting quiet hungry he notices and gets up leaving me laying on the couch. "W-where are you going?" I ask slightly confused "I'm going to make you some food bunny~" he says smiling before leaving the room making me blush slightly which I covered with my face which he doesn't seem to notice which was good because I didn't want him to know. He enters the room after a few minutes holding a plate in his hand and a glass cup in the other sitting back down on the couch handing me the glass cup that's filled with water and the plate which has a ham and cheese sandwich on it. I start eating quickly quiet hungry which shows for how fast I'm inhaling everything. I finish after a few minutes he pats my head taking the plate and cup which was empty by now taking it to the other room and sitting it down on the table.

He walks back into the room sitting back down on the couch and pulling me into his embrace pulling me down in a sleeping position me being pushed up against the couch and him almost falling off but he keeps close pulling me in tighter.

I lie there, still tense, feeling his heartbeat against my back. His arm wraps around me like a steel cage, but there's a strange warmth to it, a mixture of comfort and control that I can't ignore. I try to stay calm, hoping maybe he'll fall asleep and I can think of a way out, but his hand traces slow circles on my shoulder, keeping me on edge.

"Why don't you just accept it, bunny?" he murmurs, his voice low and almost tender. "We could have a good life here, you know."

A chill runs down my spine, and I feel trapped in the silence that follows. My mind races, torn between fear and something else, something I don't want to acknowledge. Escape feels impossible right now, but I can't help planning for it anyway, counting every second that passes, and wondering if he'll ever let his guard down just long enough.

He finally closes his eyes, his breathing becoming slow and steady, like he's drifting into sleep. I dare not move yet, but in my mind, I hold on to that small, dangerous spark of hope. Maybe tonight, or maybe tomorrow, I'll find a way out. And when I do...

But for now, I just lie there, waiting, and listening to the rhythm of his breath.

(CREDITS TO MY FRIEND!!! SHE HELPED ME MAKE THIS PART CUZ I WAS STUCK ON WRITERS BLOCK!!! TYSM MY POOKIE!!)