"Are we there yet?" I asked for the fifth time causing Liu to growl. "Shut the hell up (Y/N)!" Groaning and then coughing I leaned back in my seat. It's been three hours since that fire. My burns are treated but I'm still coughing a lot. Liu looked over at me while I was coughing and I could have sworn I saw his gaze soften for a second before returning to their usual glare. "Do you need to stop and get a drink?" He asked me and I pull out my water bottle I still had from when we stopped at a gas station. "I'm still good but thanks." He gave a little 'tch' before growling. "I just don't want to hear your coughing anymore. It's annoying." I nodded my head and stared out the window. 'Talk about slight deja vu, only this time it's a bit better.' I looked over at Liu. 'He's so confusing. One day he's all high and mighty and the next he just ignores me.' "Are you bipolar?" I covered my mouth once that came out and he gave me a weird look. "Sorry, that just came out!" He looked back to the road and frowned. "No, something like that though." His answer got my curiosity to light up like a candle. "What do you mean?" He didn't say anything and pulled into another gas station. He got out and filled it with gas before going in and doing whatever. Whether or not he kills the people or actually pays depends on his mood. He came out clean and without that gleam in his eye so I took it that he paid. He came back into the car and buckled up but didn't start the car. Instead he just sat there staring off in front of him. "I wouldn't call it multiple personality disorder, but something close." I nodded urging him to continue. "It's more of just a voice. It tells me to kill. helps me make decisions sometimes too The voice is the reason I escaped the hospital and killed the nurse." I nodded again, processing the new information. "Is it a male or female voice?" He gave me a weird look before replying with male. "What's his name?" He didn't reply, only narrowed his eyes in thought. He doesn't have a name." He finally said and started the car. I thought about what name could be a good choice. I thought back to my childhood and remembered my favorite movie Monsters Inc.. "How about Sullivan, Sully for short?" Remembering my favorite character's name. "Whatever you say." He said with an eyeroll and I smiled. "Nice to finally meet you Sully."
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanficWhy, 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...