Jessica PoV
I want him
I want his arms around me
I want his comfort
I want his love
I want him so save me
I've been in this freezing cold room for 3 days. This room is feels as cold as a freezer, my body has been shaking none stop, my fingers and toes have frozen they feel so numb, my body feels like it shutting down but all my brain keeps thinking about is him.
I haven't eat anything since coming down here I can feel the weight dropping of me already, my body is dehydrated I haven had drop of anything to drink. At the start I tried to hold my urine in but it got to much so I started going in the corner of the room, aswell as vomiting my guts up from lack of food.
I bearly sleep I've only slept once since I've been down here and that was cause I past out from exhaustion. My body isn't operating properly I need to get out of here, I want him.
Why is he doing this to me I just want out of this room. I'm weak and suffering. I feel like I'm dying a slow painful death. My life is in jack hands and there is nothing I can do about it.
My throat feels red roar from wimping and crying no stop, I can't cope I need to get out but I'm too weak to shout or even move, my body is stiff from not moving for days. I don't know what to do I want him to save me.
my body is shutting down my mind isn't working I can't stay wake this is killing me he still hasn't come down not once in these 3 days no one has I haven't spoke to anyone, I haven't seen sunlight. The light hanging from the ceiling giving little light is still on it never turns off, I keep looking at it imaging it's the sun and I'm outside in the garden.
Looking at the light now, I drift off to the same place I'm in the garden with Jack it's a hot summer day the flowers are blooming birds tweeting, jacks arms are wrapped around me as he kisses my neck we are both happy like we are actually in love but it's all a lie.
At some point in my thoughts I fell asleep.
When I woke up I was shivering, my brain still wasn't working, my whole body feels the same that means I'm still in that room. My eyes are still shut I feel someone's eyes on me maybe there here to take me out of this hell.
Within seconds these eyes have lift me up bridal style and pushed me into there warm chest. I didn't move. I couldn't. We walk up a few flights of stairs and into a room, my eyes are still screwed shut I was put on somethings warm, a bed maybe I snuggled more into it while the mystery person draped big fluffy covers over me. Trying to warm myself up and stop shaking I grabbed onto them and pulled them right up to my neck.
I was going deeper into a dark slumber when I heard the mystery person whisper
"Baby girl what have I done to you"
that's Jack voice his actually came down he saved me, I was too drained emotionally and physically to even open my eyes or reply to him.
I felt his hand start stroking my rats nest of a hair slowly in a calming way and too quickly I fell asleep again.
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The next morning I woke up still in the warm bed curled up to a hot chest looking up at the face to this chest Jack is starting down at me, worry laced in his beautiful features, I reach up and rub soothing circle on his check my hand is still numb so it was quite hard.Suddenly He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up out of bed with him and walked me to the washroom lifting me up he sat me on the side while he stood in-between my legs. Confusion was all I felt. Without warning he wrapped his large bear like arms around me and placed his head in the croak of my neck.
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Teen FictionTHIS BOOK IS ABOUT STOCKHOLM SYNDROME READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Jessica(jess) is an innocent 19 year old who works In a diner in the centre of town,the same place her world is about to change. Now meet jack(jax) the leader of the country everyone know...