My eyes began to flutter open. My head felt like someone was drilling in my skull. I groaned, feeling a hand stroke my face. It was gentle and loving. I opened my eyes and gasped in fear. It was my kidnapper. He was wearing that sinister mask on. Something similar to Jason Voorhees. His hand immediately felt foreign and cold. I tried to get up and run, but I fell back down. I began to scream as I saw my leg was chained to the post of a bed I laid in. The man got up and took his mask off. I shuddered in fear, it was the boy.
"Don't freak out, Mia. I brought you home." He mumbled in a sweet motherly tone.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why am I here? I need to leave." I asked with venom laced in my voice. He winced at my colorful choice of words.
He ignored my cries and said in the most calming voice," You need to rest..." He reached out to touch me as I flinched away. With my right free leg, I kicked him in the stomach. He cried out in pain. I tried to move but the bed was wood and heavy." YOU BITCH!!" He pulled out a needle and jabbed it in my arm.
"Stop!" I cried, "Leave me alone!" Whatever he gave me was making my vision turn into a blur. Before I knew it, I fell unconscious. The rest was a blur.
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I woke up startled. There he was again, holding a tray with hamburgers and fries. They didn't look tasty, even though they looked like regular food.
"Excuse me for earlier, you scared me and I acted out." He held it out. "You need to eat." I stared at the food like it was a dead body (unless the meat was a dead person) He sighed.
"I understand. It's your adjusting period. You need time to adjust to me and our home." Those words stung like poison. Our home. I grabbed the food and threw it.
"You're fucking crazy! You kidnapped me and your acting all kind like everything's normal. I don't even know your name!!"
He sighed once more, "My names Ethan. And I'm not crazy, I'm normal." He then got up close to me and for a second I thought he was gonna kiss me, but he held a switchblade at my throat. "And you need to love me like a wife does. We're a married couple and we moved into our new home, where we will love each other and raise a family." Oh god.
I began to scream louder," HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" He got up and walked out the room, closing the door. It was hopeless, I'm gonna be stuck here forever... I pulled the covers over me and cried myself to sleep.
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I, again, woke up to the sound of chains rattling. I saw Ethan unlock my chains. "What...are you...doing?" He looked at me," Unlocking your chains so that we could eat." We could eat...
The chains unlocked and slid to the floor with a thud. I felt free. He held his hand out, "C'mon." I have a chance. I looked around scanning for a weapon. There was nothing. No windows, no frames, nothing...I ignored his hand and got up myself. I distanced myself from him, with tears pouring out of my eyes. I'm scared...He led me out the room and saw even the house was empty, only with furniture. I followed him down a hallway and into the dining room. There was a table with five chairs.
"Sit." He commanded forcefully, pulling out a chair. I was petrified, so I sat down, slowly. He pushed the seat in." Wait here." He left the room. I began to hyperventilate. Reality was kicking in.
I'm sitting down at a psycho's house, with no windows and nothing I that's useful to use against him. Then, my heart stopped. That feeling...It was always him. Those goosebumps...him bumping into me...him going in the bathroom to 'save me'. He's been stalking me.
New tears began to appear. I wiped my tears as he returned. He had two plates of spaghetti.
"Here comes dinner!" He smiled and placed down the food. I expected to see a sliver fork, but it was plastic. I began to process everything. He's not stupid. He knows that I would fight back with something, so that's why there's nothing in the house, and he gave me a plastic fork instead of a silver fork. That's it...i'm gonna be here forever while he "loves me"...
"Are you gonna eat?" He said. I stared down at my food. I'm not gonna eat anything he makes.
"I will never love you..." I growled.
He took a deep breath in." You don't have a choice, love." That's when I noticed there was a ring on my finger. How the hell did I get this? " We're married, and I can kill your family and everyone you love, including you. You won't hurt me, you'll be hurting yourself..." The rest of the time, I stood still. Not moving, not eating.
Once he was done, he said. "Listen, baby, I'm sorry, alright? But I need you to work with me here, hun, you are my beautiful loving wife. I am your husband, and you will learn to love me. Whether you like it or not, alright?"
I remained silent, too afraid to answer. In return, I simply nodded in understanding. He smiled.
"Good."
Ethan watched as I grabbed the plastic fork and twirled it around on my plate, feeling as though I could eat a horse.! I shove the food in my mouth and scarfed it down. He smiled and said." I have something planned for us. I did it whilst you were asleep." I stood up and followed him. He led me to a door that was red and locked. He unlocked it." Close your eyes." I prepared myself for the worst. I heard the door creak open and a light being turned on." Open them!" He said with excitement in his voice. I opened my eyes. My heart sank. My breaths began to quicken. I screamed in horror. There was a guy strapped to a chair with a bag on his head and a table full of knives and guns.
Ethan leaned on me and whispered something I will never forget,"Happy anniversary."
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Shadows
אימהThere he was....in the shadows....smiling at me. I could see his teeth gleam from the light of a dimmed lamp post nearby. I was frozen. My legs didn't move. My heart was frozen in place: " Hello...Mia..." He said. He stepped out of the darkness, wea...
