Stockholm Syndrome (H.S. AU)

Chapter Four

In my mind, everything seems impossible and unreal. I guess, maybe I was raised that way. I remember almost every child that they kidnapped.. well I guess I kidnapped as well. I remember their faces and their voices. I remember every act I put on to get them to follow me in so they could take them. It was always an easy thing to do for me, and I think thats the worst part of it all. It was easy.

I remember the day I ran, The day I ran, ran, ran, never stopping, and never looking back. Until I couldn't run anymore, I couldn't think, breathe, or see anything. It was dark and cold. So I laid down, right there, right where I stood. The thoughts I had, while lying there. Every one of them was sad, and scary, I didn't want this, I didn't want the life I had, or the feeling my life gave me. I just wanted to be normal, but I couldn't change anything.

*flashback*

Nothing, I see nothing, hear nothing, and feel nothing. Maybe this is it, maybe it's my time to go. And maybe I'm okay with that. A few tears escape, as I think of what everyone else will think. A freak, a weirdo, a psycho. No one will really know who I am. Or how I felt, or how I feel right now. Maybe no one will ever find me, or they'll find me, and hide me so that no one ever will see, or know who I was. Closing my eyes, I let my thoughts take me away. To hopefully a better place, or anywhere away from here.
Suddenly, I feel myself being lifted up. They found me, I try my best to move out of whoever's grip, but I don't have the energy. Or the strength to do anything, besides letting whoever has me, have me.

"Shh it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." A strong deep voice says, the voice I don't recognize it. I have no idea who he is, or what he's going to do with me. Before I can question or say anything, everything goes black.

*Present Time*

"Celine? Celine. Celine!" Caroline yells in my ear.
I look up at her and watch as she blinks and sighs as I don't say anything. She tucks a hair behind her ear, and sighs once more.

"Celine, listen I'm here to help you. I know you don't know me, nor I you, but you have to talk to me, even if its only a little bit. You have to talk to me, so I can help you. Let me help you." she says while sitting in the chair beside me. "Talk to me, tell me what really happened, anything and everything you can remember."
I look over at the red headed man sitting across from us and then back over at Caroline. She nods her head and looks at the man, and politely asks for him to wait outside.

She turns back towards me and gives me a slight smile and nods her head. "Tell me anything you feel comfortable sharing."

"I ran, and I ran, and I ran, I stopped, fell down and cried, fell asleep, and woke up to someone picking me up and carrying me away. Everything went black, and I woke up in a bed, with new clothes on and bandages all over my legs and arms."

*Flashback continues*

I jolt up, immediately regretting it, because of the aching pain in my head. Hissing at the pain, I touch my forehead, looking around at where I am. I see Brown wooden walls, and floral decorations. Carved flowers in the left wall and rose wallpaper on the right wall. I'm in a big bed, in new clothes and I have bandages on my arms, and legs, covering up cuts and scratches.

The door opens and I immediately lie down and pretend to still be asleep. The chair beside the bed creeks, signaling that someone had sat in it? Is it the man? The one who said he wouldn't hurt me? What if he lied? What if he does hurt me. A million thoughts go threw my head.

A sigh fills the room, and the chair creeks once more and the door opens and closes. Turning my head slowly, I see the room to be empty. I jump up and begin looking around for some type of shoes or socks to cover my feet. Giving up on trying to find any type of shoes or socks I slowly walk over to what I hope is a bathroom. I quietly open the door, and see a closet full of feminine shirts and coats. Closing the door as quiet as I possibly can I look around the room for any type of escape.

My eyes land on a small window on the left side of the bed beside a nightstand, I basically run over and begin pulling on the window, trying to get it to open. While pulling up the window, as hard as I can it opens, and I hear a crash. I look down and see that I knocked over an alarm clock. Before I can even think of how to react, the door clicks and someone rushes in.

I can't get myself to turn around and look at him, I'm too afraid of what my eyes might find. I hear him take a few steps forward to where I'm standing and my eyes glance over to the open window, and I slowly move my hand towards the window and in one quick motion I put a leg through the window and begin to get out of that room as quick as I possibly can. A hand grabs my arm and pulls on it trying to pull me back in, I pull back and stop as I almost fall out the window. Another hand grabs onto my shoulder and pulls me back into the room, and I start to scream and try and escape his grasp, but I stop when I look up.

I see bright green eyes, and brown curls. It's a man, he looks to be in his early twenties and he has a sharp jawline and pink plump lips. To sayhe's attractive, would be an understatement. He's very good looking and his eyes sparkle like a green diamond. I turn my head and look out the window and down at the drop, that I would've fell If I were to have jumped. It looked to be two stories high and there was a large hill in the back that I'm sure i would've rolled down If i had jumped. I turn back towards the man and swallow. What does he want with me?

He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it. He looks down at his arm still attached to my wrist, and he lets go. He goes around me and shuts the window and locks it. I turn around and watch him, backing away from the stranger slowly. Chewing on my bottom lip my back hits a chest of drawers. At the sound he turns around and looks at me. Looking from my frightened face to my bruised, scraped, and bandaged legs.

"You don't have to be afraid," He says quietly, looking down at the ground. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"W-Who are you? What do you want with me?" My voice comes out almost like a cry.
"I'm just trying to help you, I promise." He says looking up at me, while pushing a curl away from his eyes.
" Who are you?" I ask again.
"My name is H."

*Flashback ends*

Caroline scans my face for a minute, and then she gets up from her chair and walks out of the room, leaving me alone, looking at myself through the mirrored wall.

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(Authors note) happy Halloween everyone! Hope everyone is having a great day/ night. thank you so much for reading, I'm gonna try really hard with this story to update it as much as I can!
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-B.C.