I awoke to a horrid headache. Groaning I tried to hold my head but couldn't move my arms. Opening my eyes I looked at my wrists to see them tied to the bed. I groaned and just laid there wondering how I was going to free myself. It was quiet, really quiet. Usually I could hear Liu messing around in his room, but I didn't hear anything from his room. I didn't like the thought of being by myself in this creepy building and I could feel my uneasiness growing, or maybe it was just the headache. I heard the sound of a door open and close but mo footsteps. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something move. I twisted my head in that direction and saw nothing. I could feel myself being watched now. Looking around to try to find the source of the feeling, I was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up to the hospital. The feeling of being watched disappeared and I sighed in relief. Liu may have kidnapped me and tied me to the bed but at least I wouldn't be alone anymore. Thinking about Liu I considered telling him about the feeling but then went against that idea. I was already in enough trouble with him as it was. My door opened later and a bloody Liu stood there. "Why am I tied to the bed?" I asked and he walked over to me and slapped my face making me yelp and glare at him. Taking out his knife he twirled it while a look of glee shone in his eyes. "You disobeyed me. for that I think I'll punish you." I gulped as he brought the knife closer to my face. "Now try not to move, this'll hurt."

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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...