-Unhealthy Obsession-

.21. Lost

I opened my eyes as they adjusted to the dark. I heard a rattle and realized I was in handcuffs. My hearts started pounding as I looked around. I was handcuffed to Andrew's bed, back at the hell house!

I started to struggle but almost as on cue, Andrew walked through the door with no shirt. He had a devilish grin on his face, his torso littered with scars. He slowly walked in, his dark eyes never leaving me.

"What are you doing? Why am I here?" I croaked out.

"You know why you're here you naughty girl." he smiled crawling on the bed. A vomiting sensation creeped into my throat as my heart beat wildly against my chest.

"Stay away from me! Stop you fucking psycho!" I struggled against my bonds with no prevail.

Suddenly he stopped, tilted his head and frowned. "Well that's not a way to talk to your husband."

"Hus..." the words got caught in my throat. I looked at my left hand to see a bright and shiny ring. No! I go to look at him again, his face is just mere inches away from mine, making me scream. He slammed his hand over my mouth and I cried.

Then, his face softened and another smiled spread on his lips. "Look at you..." he shook his head amusingly. "So beautiful...laid out under me..so presenting..and you're all mine."

I look down to see what he's talking about and find myself completely naked. I scream and sob, trying to kick him away but it seemed no matter how hard I kicked, it didn't faze him.

"Oh quiet now love, don't worry. I know how to take care of you."

He wiped my tears and I blinked. Suddenly, there was hundreds of cameras covering every inch of the wall, all pointing at me, blinking a red light. "Smile for the camera, Mia." he mocked.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, kicking wildly. My voice was so loud it cracked all the camera lenses and Andrew went into a panic. "Mia! Mia! Stop it!" he said nervously as he looked out the window, seeing red and blue lights flash.

When I open my eyes, everything is dark and I see Andrew's worried face illuminated by the dying, fire light. I blink rapidly, coming to my sense as tears fall down my eyes.

"Mia! Jesus- are you okay?" he asked me. I looked around and we were still in the forest. A blanket was wrapped around us and I was still straddling Andrew's lap. Quickly, I scooted off him and wiped my eyes.

"Oh god.." I coughed, looking away from Andrew. My chest heaved as I tried to calm myself. It's just a dream Mia, you're fine, you're fine. A nauseating feeling overcomes me and I vomit. Not sure if it was from the fear but I sobbed and felt a hand on my back.

Once I had calmed down, I spared a glance at Andrew and he continued to rub my back, gently.

"You were screaming, and kicking." he told me. "I had to hold you down, you were hitting me."

"Did I hurt you?" I asked, only to know if I should be happy to bring pain to this asshole who makes me haves these nightmares in the first place.

"A little but I'm ok. What were you dreaming about?"

"I.." my eyes got blurry as tears pooled up. "Um. The cops, Were taking you away..I..was fighting them."

"Oh Mia.." he sighed, pulling me into a hug. "You don't have to worry about that, I'm going to take care of us, alright? Don't worry your pretty little head." he pecked my forehead with cold lips and looked down at me. "You're going to be alright. I won't let anything happen to you."

I stared up at him and let the tears fall. "Shh, don't cry baby." He wiped my tears, then kissed my cheek. "I'm going to protect you with my life." I sobbed into his chest, soaking dark blue t-shirt.