Stockholm Syndrome: Monster

Chapter 6: Milk

We all sit in awkward silence,  "SOMEBODY GET ME SOME FOOD I AM SO HUNGRY I COULD EAT ZAYN, NIALL, HARRY, LOUIS, AND LIAM WITHOUT BEING SATISFIED!" I shout, feeling nauseous when Harry winks at me, with a -"You won't be satisfied with all of them here." He purrs, taking one of my  curls, twirling it about his finger. "Harry?" I ask innocently, widening my eyes.
"Yes, babe?"
"YOU NEED TO GO TAKE A COLD SHOWER!"
Niall hops off the couch, running like a fool to the kitchen, probably making himself something, "What's your problemo?" I ask, he looks back , "Your fabulousness is threatening." The boys burst out laughing, what kinda kidnappers are these anyway? Niall walks over to me, handing me a whole bag of Reese's . Still annoyed at him from laughing at me before, I reach over and snatch my food, then slap him up side the head. "Wha-why you do that, I got your stuff!" He screeches, I slap him again, "Snitch." I mutter, he smirks at me, "Bitch." Louis snickers from behind me, "Erm, Miko?"

"Yah?"
"You sure you don't want like, a sweatshirt or something..." Louis trails off as I turn and glare at him, setting down my food, I take five intimidating steps towards him. "And why were you looking?" I ask with a quiet, deadly tone, he shakily points at Zayn, "He was the one checking you out not me!" He says, I put my face really close to his, "Know what I hate the most Louis? I hate lying...." I whisper in his ear, causing him to shiver, pleased with the effect I had on him, I get my chocolate and sit right on Harry's lap, Louis still standing there with his mouth open and his posture still tense from leaning away. While on my 20th cup, I start to feel tired, yawning, I relax against Harry's chest, resting the Reese's on my chest. That last thing I register is a feather soft kiss on my forehead.

*dream brought to you by Corporal Levi*******

"You're mine Miko, never forget that." Says Mr.Jones, I nod weakly, staring at my wrists which are currently strapped to a fiberglass operating table. "Yes sir." I reply quietly. I hear the buzz of a tattoo needle starting up, and soon the pressure of it being pressed and dragged about my back. "Remember, you will keep your mouth shut and wear large clothes, or I'll do something in which the blood would be on your hands, do you want that?" He asks, the needle stopping with a click and a rubber glove covered hand rests on my back, sliding over my biceps, inching closer to my frontal chest region, which is currently squished against the table. "D-dont touch me..." I whimper, tears flowing like the Colorado River, only stronger. "I do what I want and you can't stop me." He growls lowly, his other hand sliding about the defined curve of my hip, getting closer to my bottom, "P-please..."

I snap awake, the dream\flashback still lingering strongly in my mind, making me feel disoriented. I sit up, scanning my surroundings, I find the boys all piled up on the floor sleeping, aw how sweet, blackmailing time! I see Zayn has a rectangular bulge in his pocket, hopping off the couch, I step over Harry's hand like a ninja and reaching in Zayn's pocket, I take out his phone. I put it on, seeing he has a four letter lock screen password, this should be easy to crack. I go to the kitchen, using the stove light and putting his phone's screen up to it, searching for fingerprints. I find some concentrated on the letters 'Z', 'A', 'Y', and 'N', the hell? Who makes their phone password their first name? What kind of idiot does that? But anyway back to blackmailing, I bring up his camera app, tiptoeing back to the pile of idiots. I snap a quick picture just as I hear a raspy groan. I tuck the phone in the waistband of the carrot boxers, moving my shirt to hide the bulge. Louis sits up, squinting at me and smirking, how does someone wake up and the first thing they do is smirk? Seriously society is crumbling to pieces and there is no way to save it. "I know what you did Miko, I told you I'd get you back." He says, his voice much deeper and husky. His evil grin still plastered on his equally devilishly handsome face, this boy here...

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Yah I know this chapter sux but hey, I needed to put something up here😂

You guys got a little idea about Miko's sucky life dealing with Jones so as always...........

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