Pain and Love Comes in Many Forms

Chapter Forty

I walked into the living room and hour later, freshly showered and calm.

"You Alright?"

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine. Don't understand why you even care. You fucking kidnaper."

"You're more violent then you were before. Well, hostile. I thought that behavior calmed down a little."

I sigh and lay on the couch, "you made my panic attack worse."

"That seemed like more than a panic attack."

"Maybe PTSD for all I know! I've been through quite a lot!"

"Is that really all?"

"Of course!"

"Yeah, you're definitely lying."

I sat up and looked over at Dan, "what makes you say that?"

"Just a feeling."

"Fine, Yeah, it's more than that." I get up and walk in front of his, grabbing his face and seeing him heat up all the sudden. "Wonderful. This is fucking fantastic." I groaned and pushed him away.

"Wh-"

"Some people can only experience emotions with one person. It's the Demi-sexual of emotions. It appears I am said person to you," i informed, and i walked away from him, "Why does this crap happen?"

Dan didn't remark, he looked at me, then left. He walked out, shuttling the door behind him.

"What the actual hell? Nothing in my life can be simple can it?"

I went back to the couch and fell on it. I glance over at the computer I never bothered with. I had checked it a few times, but Dan was smart and blocked all location locks.

Why'd he bolt anyways?

I closed my eyes, letting out the heaviest sigh i could muster.

"I just want to go home."

I laid there for what seemed like hours, but sure what to really do with myself, when I head Dan return.

I glanced at the door and he had a bag with him. He set it on the counter, and sighed.

"Where did you go?"

"Nowhere important.

I raised a brow, "what's in the bag?"

"Nothing I wanted. I visited someone and they gave me this."

"Wait, other people know about this place? Other people are in on what sick shit you're doing?"

He nodded, "you'd be surprised. Anyways, I went there and they gave me a bag of crap i don't need."

"Such as???"

"He runs a sex shop. He just gave me shit. I'm not into toys though. Still, he wouldn't let me go until I took them."

"Interesting friend there."

Dan shrugged, "friend is such a loose term. I just go with work associate since we worked together before."

"On what?" I curiously asked.

"Honestly, it's been so long I've forgotten."

"I find that hard to believe," I snorted, "you don't seem the forgetful type."

"Well, I honestly can't remember. I think it may had been something with his store back when he had a different store with family friendly stuff."

"define 'family friendly ' can you?"