The Obsession

You're Here Now

*Your POV*

Waking up in a foreign place is extremely scary.

So you can imagine how I felt when I woke up in pitch blackness, chained to a wall.

The space seemed confined, and the wall I was chained to was covered in paper.

Tons of paper littered the floor as well.

Where the hell was I?

And why was all of this paper everywhere?

The room's door was flung open, and a man's silhouette stood there.
"Who are you?" I tried to ask, only to find that my words were restricted by duct tape.

The mysterious figure moved towards me, and I was suprised to see that it was the same hooded man from before.

He moved closer to me, and I panicked, but couldn't move because I was attached to the wall.

"You're mine." He whispered in my ear, stroking my hair.

"You're finally mine."

No, I wasn't.

I couldn't see his features at all, but I didn't really want to.

If he was an weird freak that kidnapped girls and claimed them, than why would I want to see his face?

He moved away from me and to the other side of the darkness.

He seemed to know his way around the creepy area.

He flipped a switch on the far wall, and lights flooded everywhere.

The panic that I was feeling increased when I saw the papers on the walls.

Those papers?

They were all photos of me.

Who was this man, and what did he want from me?

Clearly I had been stalked, and I had no idea for how long.

The man walked over to me and pulled his hood down.

I hated to admit it, but he wasn't ugly in any way.

His jaw was perfectly chiseled, and he had high cheekbones.

His eyes were a caramel hazel color, and they were alert and expressive.

And last but not least, his hair was styled upwards in an attractive brown quiff.

"I'm sorry about all of this." He murmured.

"But I had to have you."

The way he emphasized "had" made me afraid.

I still couldn't be sure what this man could want from me.

He took the tape from my mouth. I had to escape from here.

Being around a man like this didn't seem the least bit safe.

"I have to use the restroom." I lied.

Hopefully he would be kind enough to release me if I had to relieve myself.

He let me loose from the wall, and accompanied me to the bathroom.

"Don't do anything that you'll regret." He said through gritted teeth, and I nodded.

I entered the bathroom.

After that door was closed, all I could think was,"I'm ditching that loser."

*Jason's POV*

"What is taking her so long?" I pondered after ten minutes passed and Y/N still wasn't out of the bathroom.

I pressed my ear against the door, but heard nothing.

I rammed into the door and broke it open.

There was no sight of her in anywhere.

How could I have been so gullible?

I looked around for any trace of her, but she wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Great.

*Your POV*

Run.

Run for all you're worth.

I had no clue about where I was, but that wouldn't stop me from running like my life depended on it.

I didn't care about how handsome or kind my kidnapper was, he was obviously psycho.

But I wondered, could this be the change I was asking for?

If it was, I definitely didn't care for it.

I ran until I was too tired to move anymore.

I flopped into the dirt, and stayed there for a while.

A pair of strong hands grasped my shoulders, and pulled me into their arms.

I was too tired to restrain against them, but I feared that it was my kidnapper.

Slowly, I drifted asleep in their arms, unaware of the danger I could be in.
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When I woke up the next morning, I was chained to the wall again.

In the same room, with the same photos.

There was no way I could stay here.

That's the end of Part 5 :)
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