.:: Chapter 8 : Stockholm Syndrome ::.

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.:: Your POV ::.

You woke up to a dark, damp room. You sat up and groaned. You tried to caress your forehead since you had a killer headache, but you realized you're tied up. Your heart started to race, "Ben? Ben help!"

"(Y/n)! Oh thank God you're alright!" Ben sighed, worry clear in his voice.. You looked over and saw he's tied up, too. "Ben! What happened to us?" you frowned, struggling to get out of the knot. 

"It's no use, I've already tried," he sighed. "Some guy with blonde hair kidnapped me, I tried calling for you but when I did he knocked me out," Ben frowned. "Funny. A guy with dark brown hair kidnapped me.. maybe they're colleagues?" you shrugged. "I don't-"

"Ben, shh, I think I hear someone talking!" you whisper shouted.
You both immediately shut up and listened.

"All I'm saying, Uma, is that once Mal and her gang find out what you're going to do, you're going to be in immense trouble," a Scottish voice said.

That's the guy that kidnapped me!

"I can take care of myself, Hook!" A female voice said. You heard a slap and a deep chuckle, "I better be able to hook one of 'em for that, Captain," the male hissed.

You shuddered. What does he mean by hook...?
You heard the door unlock and froze.

"Why hello you two," a girl grinned, walking towards you and Ben.
"Hello..." you mumbled.

"Whoever you are I suggest you let us go. I am your King-"
"I don't answer to anyone, let alone a King," the girl smirked. "Welcome to my ship. I'm Uma."

"I would say it's nice to meet you, but I'm tied up, so I can't really say I'm all that fond of you so far," you frowned, glaring at her. Uma chuckled, "Sassy. I could use someone like you in my crew," she smirked. 

"As for you, King..." she looked at him and knelt down in front of him, "You're lucky I haven't fed you to the sharks yet." She got up, "I'll be back tomorrow. If you're lucky, Mal will be here with the magic wand to pick you up. If not.. well... hope you know how to swim," she chuckled and walked out of the room.

"Nighty-night, peasants~" she slammed the door shut and locked it.

.:: A few hours later, night time ::.

You sighed and the door opened. You and Ben looked over. The guy that kidnapped you walked in.
"Well hello," he chuckled, walking over to you both. "Didn't realize you were here."

Who's that shadow holding me hostage, I've been here for days
Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away?

"Cut the crap, what do you want?" you said simply. He frowned, "I came here for the King. You, up," he commanded him, pointing his hook to the roof. Ben struggled to get up. Hook man groaned and got down on his knees and cut the ropes tying Ben's feet together. He yanked Ben up and Ben sighed, "Dare I ask where I'm going?"

"Oh, not far. Just into another room so no funny business happens," he chuckled. "As for you, lass," he cut both your ropes as well, and you goy up, caressing your wrists; starring at him uncertainty. "Thanks," you said, looking into his eyes for a moment.  

He has such beautiful eyes...


He chuckled, "You're staying here. Come along, Beastyboy!" They started to walk out, "Hopefully I'll have the pleasure of seeing you tomorrow," the man said. He tipped his hat at you and walked off.

I know they'll be coming to find me soon, but I fear I'm getting used to being held by you

You sighed, "Why am I suddenly attracted to this guy?" you thought. You sighed, "Stop it, (Y/n), you have a boyfriend. Don't get stockholm syndrome," you frowned.

I know they'll be coming to find me soon
But my stockholm syndrome is in your room...

You laid on the floor and tried your best to fall asleep.

Carlos clutches his bicep and hissed in pain, dropping his sword to the ground. "What did you do?!" he yelled, falling down to his knees. You chuckled, "Awe, did I hurt you?" You smirked. 

"Too bad Uma didn't tell me I could kill you. Cause boy, would I love to finish you off right now," you laughed. "Poor, poor Carlos. Poor weak Carlos, getting beaten by his own ex girlfriend!"

"You know what? I never want to talk to you again! You're so.. so evil now! This is not the (Y/n) I fell in love with! So until whoever this (Y/n) is goes away? I don't want to talk to you." He got up and stumbled a little. You scoffed, "See you never, then, De Vil. Harry's such a better boyfriend than you ever were."

You woke up, shocked with tears in your eyes. "It... it was just a dream," you sighed, trying to calm yourself down. 

"It was just a dream..."

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