Stockholm Syndrome (H.S. AU)

Chapter Two

" Celine! GO TO THE KITCHEN AND MAKE US SOME FOOD!" The strong voice yells, I don't know his name, but I recognize him as the leader.  Getting up from my bed and wincing at the sharp pain in my neck and upper shin.
Stepping out into the hall, I bite my lip and walk through the halls. With no one in sight I step into the kitchen, opening the fridge and getting out ingredients for a meal, I feel a strong wind hit my side and brush my hair out of my face. Looking over to my right I see an open window. Realizing that maybe I can escape, I shut the fridge quietly and walk over to the window. Checking behind me to make sure no one is around. I try and pull the window up more but it won't budge. Knowing that this may be my only chance I shift my body upwards onto the counter and try and fit my body through the opening.
Hearing sudden yelling, I know that I'd been caught, Puling myself the rest of the way through, I fall and pick myself up in one swift motion, running as fast as I can towards the open woods. Running through the open trees, with no turning back, I push myself as hard as I can to run faster.
I hear yelling and know that they see me, and that I have to run harder, I go and go, trying hard not to get caught, until I finally make it to a road. I run up the road and up towards what looks like a welcome center. Adjusting my feet I make a run for it and the minute I find myself in the parking lot of the welcome center I rush inside, hoping they didn't see me go in. I go straight to the front desk, out of breath, almost in tears. The lady behind it sees me and a worried expression paints across her face as she rushes to me. She calls a few Rangers in the room to try and talk to me but I just burst into tears. I can't control it and every time they asked what happened, I said barely to no words. They ended up calling an ambulance and a police officer after noticing the cuts and bruises all over my body.
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"Who took you?"
"What's your name?"
"How old are you?"

So many questions that I didn't know how to answer, I couldn't think straight.
"Bad people, a-and he saved me." I stuttered, not really knowing how to find my voice, or how to explain what happened.
"What's your name sweetheart?" the big man with blue eyes asks.
"Celine."
"Last name?" he says taking a sip of his coffee.
I don't respond, he looks at me for a minute then turns to his partner, and mouths the words,
"call the psyche."
They pull me out from the chair and take me into a long hall that leads to a bright stairway. We go down the stairs, out another set of doors, and into the street. Passing cars go by, and one pulls up.
I start to pull away, afraid of what's happening, and they continue to pull me towards the car, but with more force then before. They cuff my hands and sit me down in the backseat, shutting the door and the driver drives off.
We pull up to a big white building with red bricks, nurses wait outside as we pull up. One walks to the door and opens it, it's a petite lady with long blonde hair and brown eyes. She grabs my arm and pulls me out of the car, into the building.

    

Authors Note: 
hi guys, welcome to the second chapter of Stockholm Syndrome (H.S. AU) I hope you enjoyed and I hope you like the story so far, I promise it'll get better and so will my writing as the story progresses  and I really hope that you all like the story and that you leave your opinions and vote for my story! I have very big plans for this story and I hope you are as excited as I am.
Also, disclaimer: this story is in no way related to anyone real, Harry is just who I had planned to play as Harry, the Harry in this story is not the real Harry so do not think that.
big shoutout to my cowriter and best friend caseystyles1994x we are both working very hard on the story and have very big plan plans for it. I hope you enjoy. comment questions if you have any and don't forget to vote! Love you all!
All The Love,
-Bethany.x