My possessive kidnapper

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It was damp and stuffy down here. I leaned against the wall looking around to find a way to escape but it seems like the only way is through that door.

I let out a sigh as tears began to sting my eyes. I tried to hold back my sobs, but there was no point in trying they were coming out anyways.

I wanted dean, I wanted Dennis, hell I wanted brownie. I miss all of them. I brought my knees up to my chest and began to cry even more.

Then I heard the door open. His heavy steps echo through the small basement. I kept my head down not wanting to look at him.

"Princess are you okay" his voice sent chills down my spine and a sinking feeling in my stomach. I heard his feet stop and I knew he was in front of me.

I could feel his eyes burning holes into my head. I was so scared, scared he might hurt me. Another sob came out and I began to shake. Holding back tears was harder than it seemed.

"Oh darling please don't cry, you'll be fine" I heard something being placed down next to me. I felt arms wrap around me which caused me to panic and push him as far as the chains would let my arms go.

"Don't hurt me!" I yelled out. More tears feel out my eyes and sobs came out my mouth. He looked hurt, like I ran over his dog, but that hurt turned to anger.

He stomped towards me and grabbed my upper arm. I yelled out in pain at how tightly he was holding onto my arm. I tried to pull away but it was impossible.

"Why are you so fucking rude" he growled out. I had kept my eyes shut and used my hair to hide my face. "I give you a hug and you give once back understand!" He yelled causing me to flinch.

I nodded my head fast, trying to make this end faster. "Look at me when you answer!" He screamed in my ear which caused me to wince.

I looked up at him with tears still in my eyes and nodded. His scowl turned into a smile showing off his perfect white teeth.

"You are so cute" he said causing me to look confused. "With that scared expression, your ocean green eyes become wider and they shake, and your cute lips part, it's adorable" he said before letting out a chuckle.

He pulled a try across the floor and there was a toasted bagel with ham in it. "This is your breakfast okay" he said before kissing the top of my head and walking away.

The door slammed shut and I was alone in a dusty old basement. I didn't eat the food since I don't know what he laced it with.

I began to cry and laid down on the hard cold floor. I wanted to fall asleep but I couldn't. Knowing that a bipolar psycho was upstairs was very unsettling.

I looked at the chains and saw that it was long enough for me to walk around but way too short for me to reach the door.

I stood up and began to walk around the room. I cringed at the heavy metal rubbing against the floor. I looked up and noticed that there was no walking so I calmed down. I stop by one of the boxes and opened one and I saw a sketch book and some pencils.

I went through the book and saw that they were blank. I smiled and I walked over to the wall and sat down. I sat began to draw.

I began to draw dean and Dennis and my mom and dad. It turned out good since I have been taking art classes for a while. After about what, three hours, I put the book down and began to fall asleep.

Before I could even close my eyes the door opened. I was shaking. He walked downstairs with a smile on his face. His smile then turned to a deep frown.

"Why didn't you eat your food princess, did it taste bad" he asked looking at the trey of food. I noticed that he had another trey of food. Beans and rice I'm guessing.

He sat down in front of me and scooped up some food onto the spoon. He blew the food before bringing it to my mouth. As the food got closer to my mouth I quickly turned my head away.

I felt his rough hand grab my face, and turned my head around only to force the food into my mouth. I chewed the food before swallowing it.

His face lit up like Christmas tree. "Did you like it love, I expected you to spit it out but you swallowed it" he said with a smile.

After being baby feed food, he had cleaned my face with a napkin. I began to smell something foul and wondered what it was. It was me.

"I want to take a bath" I blurted out looking at the ground. He let out a gasp. I then heard the chains move and then coming off.

I was honestly shocked that he agreed to this. He then picked me up bridle style and carried me up stairs. "I can't believe I did that, I can't believe I would let the love of my life rot and smell horrible down in my basement" he said.

I when he finally had carried me up stairs I was shocked. His house wasn't that bad it was amazing actually.

We had passed by a couple of rooms before we had stopped by the bathroom. "If you behave, I'll take you out that dirty basement and you can sleep up here with me" he said.

I could practically feel his smile. "Okay now time to bathe you" he said.

Well if I behave

WAIT BATHE ME!!