Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 7

I've been sat here in the same position for I think about 2 hours. I've heard rustling outside of the room sometimes. I figured this room I'm in has to be in a basement. Either that or Matt renovated a walk in closet to make it like this.

I heard some muffled laughter and decided now would be a good time to get help. Don't ask why I decided now, I honestly have no idea. I guess I was just sick of sitting in here. I waited some more until there was a silence.

"Help! Is anyone there?!" I shouted loudly. There was a slight pause then muffled talking. I heard the first wood door click open and a giant smile appeared on my face. I heard the noise of locks being unlocked about 10 times and then the steel door was slowly opened to reveal two unfamiliar guys.

Their jaws dropped when they saw me. "Oh my god. You guys need to help me!" I shout whispered. "Go over to that panel," I motioned my head to the wall with the panel on it. "And click the button that lets these chains loose. Please!"

The one with dark brown hair and very large eyebrows just stood there shocked. The other one, with light brown maybe blonde hair, stepped in the room. He hesitantly walked to the panel and looked at the buttons before pushing one. I prayed he pushed the right one because I don't think my wrists can take this anymore.

He pushed a button and I felt my arms slowly coming down. I let my head back and smiled in relief. He kept pushing the button down until I had about 6 feet of free chains. I took my feet out from under my butt and stretched my legs out. My ankles still had rope around them and it kept getting more irritating. "Would you mind untying the ropes?" I asked him politely.

I looked behind his shoulder to see the same tall guy standing behind him in disbelief. I looked back to the shorted one and he nodded, not sure if he should or not.

He walked over and bent down and started trying to untie the knot. "Jack can you go get a pair of scissors?" He asked. The taller one, jack, nodded and left the room.

While we were waiting the shorter one tried to make conversation with me. "So why are you locked up here?" It put a knot in my throat and I felt like crying just by thinking about it.

I can cry in front of other people just not Matt. That would be a sign of weakness and I can't be weak around him. "Matthew..." I mumbled, looking down at my hands in my lap.

"Here you go, jack." We heard from the doorway. We looked up to see jack. But jack was also by my feet...

"Are you both named jack?" I asked. They both smiled and at the same time said, "yes." It was kind of creepy if you ask me.

But it made me laugh which was nice. I haven't laughed in a while. I felt a tension on my feet go away and I smiled so widely. I had rope burns all over my ankles except for the inside part. I wanted to rub them so bad but I knew I couldn't because that would hurt like hell.

I stood up so I could get on my feet for a little bit and I walked over to the panel to see if a button would take the chains off. I knew where the buttons were to control the chains. I tried pressing a button that just had a circle on it and somehow it tightened the cuffs on my wrist. "Ow!" I yelped.

The jacks looked over at me and kind of laughed. I gave them a playful death glare and looked back over to the panel. I tried the button under it and it had like a semi circle with three dashes above the semi circle. I pressed it and they came right off. I sighed and rubbed my wrists.

They didn't have any marks or burns on them they were just sore. "So why are you he-" the short jack started asking but was cut off by someone.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" Matt screamed.

"Jack you didn't close the door behind you?!" Short jack whisper screamed.

"I didn't think I had to!" The other one replied.

"Get out right now so I can fucking talk to Alexa." Matt hissed. I backed up into the room trying to hide myself in the corner, not wanting to be seen by that monster.

"Not until you tell us why you locked up an innocent girl. Is she one of our fans? Huh? Did you think she was hot so you kidnapped her and brought her back here? Because if you did that fucked up man." Short jack stood up for me.

"She's my fucking girlfriend and I'll explain it to you later just get the fuck out!" Matt boomed. I flinched from his voice. Short jack gave me an apologetic look and left the room with jack behind him.

I curled myself up in the corner as I heard Matt walk in. I had my head between my knees and my arms on my chin, keeping my legs close to my body.

"Babe, why are you scared?" Matt asked. I felt him crouch down in front of me and rest his hands on the side of my thighs. I flinched at his touch and tried to scoot away but he held a grip on them.

"You're going to hurt me.." I mumbled. There was a pause before he spoke again.

"I'm only going to hurt you because you let yourself free with out my permission. You need to stand up now so I can give you your punishment." He said softly, like he wasn't about to hurt me.

I shook my head and I felt his stare turn into a glare. "Get up Alexa before I make your punishment worse." He said with teeth clenched. I looked up at him to see eyes filled with rage. "I don't have fucking time for this." He mumbled and grabbed my fore arm.

He dragged me to my feet and reached into his pocket. He pulled out handcuffs and before I had any say locked one end to my left wrist. He brought me over to pole coming out of the side of the wall. At the end of the pole was about 6 more inches of pole going up. He looped the other side of the handcuffed over the pole and connected my free wrist to them.

Both of my arms were stuck above my head and my wrists were still sore so that hurt like fuck. He pulled out a leather strap form one side of the wall an inch away from my left him and pulled it over my hips and clipped it in to the other side, making sure it was tight against my hips. It was kind of like a seatbelt. He did the same for my thighs and my shins.

I couldn't move at all and I was terrified to find out what Matt was going to do to me. I looked to Matt and saw him admiring me. I fidgeted in the bounds and I heard him chuckle.

"I love having complete control over you." He said as he took a step closer to me. He place his hands on my waist and squeezed slightly. "I'm sorry I have to do this, babe." He took his hands off my waist and stroked my cheek.

"What are y-" I was cut off by a punch to the face. I screamed bloody murder and pulled on the handcuffs try to massage my cheek but I couldn't.

A punch came to my stomach, the right side of my waist, my ribcage, 2 more on my face, and another in my gut. I was starting to get dizzy and it felt like this would never end. "Matt, please." I coughed.

"Please what, baby?" He asked, resting his hand on my neck and tracing my jawline with his thumb.

"Please stop." I begged. My head was starting to droop and I leaned it back on the wall so it would stay still. "I'm getting dizzy."

"Oh poor, helpless, Alexa. You put this on yourself. You should never have ran away. Life would be so much better for you if you just stayed with me. I still love you, Alexa. I'm doing this out of love. Just remember that." He told me. "Do you understand?" He asked. I didn't say anything and he tightened his grip around my neck. "Answer me." He forced.

"Yes."