Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 3

Michael's POV

Her hand clutched the blanket while her other clutch my hand. We were watching Insidious2. All three of us were sitting on Winnie and Delilah's shitty couch. Delilah and i were very cautious around Winnie. I felt like any wrong word would set her off into a river of tears. However, she did look very beautiful even in tears.

I don't know if i liked Winnie, well i always liked her but maybe not in that way. I always thought she was gorgeous and funny. Don't even get me started at how jealous i was when she was with Josh, AND when he tried to rape her. I wanted to fucking kill him.

I looked at Winnie as her face was twisted in fear and enjoyment. I sighed as i took in her features. Her face was beautifully simple. She had no makeup on, which i loved, and her long orange hair was tied up in the messiest bun i ever saw. She did pull that look off i must say. Winnie looked at me and giggled.
"What?" She asked.
"Nothing." I smiled. "Is it too scary for u?"
"Shut up Clifford, i don't get scared."

She smiled and turned her head back to the tv, snuggling up close beside me with her head resting on shoulder. This moment is perfect. She's perfect. Winnie smiled up at me and i smiled back.
Winnie's phone buzzed and she looked at who messaged her. Immediately her face dropped and she shifted uncomfortably.
"Everything ok Winnie?" I asked.
"Uh yea i just have to pee." She quickly got up and closed the bathroom door.

Winnie's POV

I shut the bathroom door behind me as panic and fear ran through my body. I took in shaky breaths as i forced myself to open the message. My fingers shook as they typed in my password and the text from Josh came up. There was a picture attached to the message....it was a picture of me. A few months ago Josh had asked me for some explict pictures of myself. Of course i sent him one, it wasnt the first time i sent a nakey before. Unfouruantly, this one came back to haunt me. After the picture it read:

Such a nice picture, don't you agree? Everyone would love it. Maybe i should post it. But i don't have to if you're willing to work with me.

I tried to hold back my tears. No no no no! I just want him to leave me alone and for this to go away. So i forced myself to write back to this unbelievable douche bag.

What do you want from me Josh?

I sat on the floor as i waited a response. Not even a minute later he texted back.

Come to the rave and i'll tell you.

The party Delilah was talking about? I couldn't possibly leave without Michael and Delilah knowing and wanting to kick Josh's ass. However, my emotions took over and responsed with:

ok

In my room there is the fire escape. I could easily complain of a head ache and then climb out without anyone knowing. I sighed and pulled myself off the floor. I walked out to the living room.

"Guys im not feeling well so imma just knock out, if that's ok?' i said.

"Yea its okay babes" Delilah smiled at me.

I gave both friends a hug and left to my room.

I quickly changed into black high waisted shorts and a white crop top with my all black vans. I let my hair down so my natural curls were lose. I then quickly applied some eye shadow liquid eyeline and red lipstick. Here goes nothing, i thought to myself and opened my window and climbed down the fire escape.

*Sorry for such a short chapter and my crappy updates. I promise to be updating more often. And js i dont really do really long chapters sooo 😂 love ya xoxox*