Captured [Boy x Boy]

Stuck

Caleb P.O.V

I woke up tied to the chair again. My head was pounding and my vision blurry. I couldn't think straight.

'I'm stuck here. I almost escaped. What did Zachary hit me with? It felt like a damn brick. I just want to get out of here. I need to get out of here.'

I struggled against the ropes, letting out groans of frustration. I didn't care about making noise at this point. I was only concerned with freeing myself.

I didn't stop moving when the door opened. I only growled. Zachary looked at me and smirked, obviously being satisfied with himself.

"What's your fucking problem?!" I barked at him.

"No problem here, Love~. I enjoy you're struggling~. It's honestly quite a turn on~," he purred.

"You sick bastard!" I yelled.

I only continued to pull against the ropes as he walked closer. I growled as he tried to touch me. He pulled away when I attempted to bite his hand.

"Biting is pretty kinky there, Love~," he said with a snicker.

I wanted to gag. I looked away from him, a red color spreading on my face.

"You're sick. You're disgusting. I hate you," I snapped, glaring at him.

He pulled up a chair, sitting in it reverse style. He seemed awfully relaxed.

'He has to have some kind of mental issue. He has serious problems.'

"I do this to you out of love~," he said softly, almost a loving tone.

I didn't fall for his stupid little game. I knew he was just trying to trick me.

"You're a fucking psycho! You don't love me! If you loved me you wouldn't have kidnapped me, or tied me up, or hit me in the head with a fucking brick! You don't fucking love me!" I screamed at him, leaning against the rope.

He leaned back in the chair, almost seeming hurt. I sat back, breathing heavily from screaming. I was outraged by him. Yet I still couldn't understand how he could seem hurt by my words.

'He doesn't deserve to be hurt. He kidnapped me. He deserves to be screamed at. He should go to jail for this. I'm going to escape.'

"I'm sorry, I really do love you, Caleb..." he said softly, his head drooping down.

It sounded so sincere. I almost, almost, felt bad, which made me frown.

"I'm sorry I've put you through all this... It was stupid of me... I should've asked you out... You might've said yes... I know I'm a fuck up... And now I know you'll never want to be near me..." he said quietly, so quiet that it was almost a whisper.

'I really did like him. Could I ever tolerate him after this? I don't think I can. I don't think I ever could.'

"But that's why I'm keeping you here forever~," he purred as he laughed quietly.

I was very creeped out by his sudden change in personality. It made me want to do a double take.

"Sweet dreams, Love~," he purred, shoving a cloth over my face.

'God dammit you psychopath...'