It's been three night since I was taken and my parents were murdered. I wonder if anyone found their bodies yet? I have no idea where we're going, all I know is that it was somewhere far away. I was no sitting in the passenger's seat looking out the window at the earlier bright and gleaming, but now dull and lifeless stars. I fell asleep with my head leaning against the window, my last sight being the full moon being covered by the dark clouds. I woke up to sunlight pouring into my eyes and I saw that we were on a very old looking road. Looking out the window to my right I saw trees with no houses in sight. Soon I switched my gaze to the front and watched as Liu pulled the car in front of a huge brick building. He smirked and looked at me. "Welcome to your new home and soon to be grave." A small shiver went down my spine at the coldness and excitement in his voice. He got out of the car and opened my door so I could get out. My bare feet hit the pavement and I shivered as a rough wind came by. I looked at the building, studying it's broken windows and cracked bricks. I hadn't even noticed Liu talking to me until I felt a hard slap on my cheek and I fell to the ground He kicked my stomach and I gasped in pain, Grabbing me by my (H/L) hair, he glared and me and growled, "Listen to me when I'm talking to you." I nodded my head despite the pain frantically. He let go and stood up with a "Good." and grabbed two bags from the car. "Get up and take your bag." He commanded and I struggled to get up. Grabbing my bag with my tied hands I followed him into my new home. A tear made its way down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away, not wanting Liu to hit me again. 'I don't want to hear your voice unless I tell you to talk or it's an emergency. And no crying, it's highly annoying.' I winced at the memory Liu had told me back at the house the night I was taken. Looking at these paint-chipped walls and cracked windows I winced. 'I don't want to be here.'
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanfictionWhy, why did it have to be me? Why did it have to be me to lose everything? My parents, my friends, my life. Why? Why did I have to get kidnapped, used as bait, held hostage, and even worse... Develop Stockholm Syndrome? {Updates every Friday at 4:3...