Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter I

     I woke up handcuffed to a bed. I was naked. Oh shit, what trouble did I get into last night?! Not only had I engaged in drunken sex, but I am trapped in a room! I should've listened to mum, but I'm not sure I'll see her again. I wonder if Autumn is okay. What if she's in another room in this house?

The door to the bedroom opened and a man I've never seen before walked in and spoke to me. "Listen up! I'm Alex and you're Violet. Well you're not just Violet, you're mine." That made me shiver. "When I remove your handcuffs, you are going to sit at the table and wait to be fed like an obedient dog. You will be punished if not." "What will you do to me?" "That's another rule. Don't talk unless I ask you a direct question. I'll give you a warning this time on the fact that you didn't know. So you understand the rules, right?" "Yes," I said. "Yes sir, you mean." "Yes sir."

When I sat down, he tied my abdomen to the chair. Can't risk me leaving. As he was doing that, it really sank in that I was abducted. Abducted. I am stuck here. Alex handed me a piece of plain toast and told me to eat it immediately. I ate it and he didn't untie me. Also, I was still completely naked. I wanted to ask for my clothes, but I was scared of the "punishment".

After what seemed like an hour, he untied me. He said, "Your clothes are in our room." I went to go put them on, but he grabbed me by the waist and smacked me. "No, I'm gonna dress you. I think you'll enjoy it." He had some clothes I would've picked out laid on the bed. Our bed, he says. He locked the door to our bedroom and put the clothes on me. I couldn't help but enjoy it. His muscles were evident under his v-neck shirt. I wish he weren't so handsome. His eyes were a crystal grey colour—shut up! I can't like my abductor.

I looked out the window, partially wishing I was back home and partially wishing I would never leave, when I found out I was on an island. Islands were always my favourite vacation destination. Now I was liking them even more, because damn Alex was making me like him.

I snapped out of my daydream when Alex asked me a direct question for the first time. I finally get to speak. "Violet, since this is your room too, would you like to personalise it?" I said, "Yeah, I would like that." He told me to make a list of things that I would want. I wrote down: a poster for Bring Me The Horizon, and pictures of mum, dad, and Autumn. He said yes to the poster, but he said no to the pictures. "I am your family now! You only need to focus on me. Now, I am going to go to the mainland to get the poster, and you are free to roam about. I don't think you'll be able to leave the island. Bye."

For the first time, I actually get to move at my own free will. I wasn't gonna waste it. I started my searching the house that I would be spending a lot of time in. I looked in one of the bedroom drawers and I saw my phone! I could text Autumn and tell her where I am! I selected Autumn in my contacts, but there was no service. I am trapped. I put the phone exactly where it was so that I wouldn't be "punished". It really sucks to live in a place without cell reception--wait, then how does he communicate, if he does? Maybe he turned off the cell service on my phone. . . .

I went to my phone's settings, and sure enough, cell phone reception was turned off, so I turned it back on. I texted Autumn, because mum would probably kill me.

     Me: Autumn, I'm in some guy's house!! Help!

    Before Autumn replied, Alex returned to the house. Without saying anything, he took the phone outside, grabbed a hammer, and beat it thoroughly. When he came back inside, I tried to hide, but he knew where I was. He found me and punched me in the stomach with great strength that made me lose my breath for several seconds. He reprimanded me after all that. "Let's get something straight. I wish I didn't have to do that, but you made me, with the prospect of you leaving. Your punishments will get worse as you continue being bad." I got a just a little flattered that he only cared about losing me and not about possibly going to jail.