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798 days
798 days since i was kidnapped. kidnapped by him.
i figured, if i kept trying to escape, there would be no use, i dont mind it hear anyways, its now my home.
i know its cliche, and cheesy, but my kidnapper, must have been an angel from heaven.
brown curly locks that fall in front of his perfect chiseled face, his deep brown eyes that almost look dead, the freckles that remind me of stars scattered across his face, the way he speaks, it's almost as if he can speak into my soul.
his name is finn, finn wolfhard.
there were moments i thought he felt the same about me, then the next moment, another one of his toys come along. ive tried to confront him about my feelings, but he just doesnt care.
currently i am in my bed, the bed he gave me, i am listening to the wind blow through my window, as i play one of the only records he gave me when i first was absented here.
its a soft, delicate song. he told me it reminded him of my heart, so easy to break.
i hear a slight knock on my door, i turn my head, but ignore it.
"y/n, can i come in?" i hear his soft faint voice whisper through the door
"of course" i hesitate to answer but he comes in
he looks at me, some strands of my hair in my face, my makeup almost gone, my night gown down a little above my knees. my feet stretched out along with my bed covers. he comes over to me and lays down next to me,
i give him a confused look and he looks up at me from laying on my chest.
"im sorry, i know life has been terrible for you. and its because of me. you have waited for me. i know you have. waited for me to get my act together. waited for me to come to you. and im sorry, you were the best thing thats ever happened to me. i just cant seem to get you off my mind, every girl i kiss, youre always on my mind. and im so so sorry y/n" by now he was crying. im wiping his tears and pushing his hair out of his face, he plays with the hem of his white t shirt. i finally kiss his forehead
"oh, finn. if only you knew how much i care for you." i whisper enough for him to hear.
"i know its hard, but ill never stop loving you." i smile and wrap my delicate arms around his small waist. he cries into my ratty hair.
"goodnight, beautiful"
"goodnight, finn" i give slight kisses to his jawline and fall asleep.
