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Stockholm Syndrome

'Baby look what you've done to me, oh. Baby look what you've done now. I'll never leave if you keep holding me this way.'

Charli x Addison

Addison's POV

I woke up in a large, dark room on a freezing cold floor.

I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were tied to hooks on the wall.

Pain shot through my body and I looked down to be met with multiple scars all over my legs.

As the pain intensified, tears began to swell in my eyes and I cried out for help.

"Don't bother. No one will find you here." I heard a deep voice say.

The room was pitch black without a window in sight and I hadn't heard any footsteps.

Suddenly, I felt a smooth object glide over the wounds on my thighs.

A light came on and immediately illuminated the room, that was actually an empty warehouse.

I came face to face with a girl who couldn't be more than 3 years older than me.

She had dark brown hair, nearly black eyes, and a lopsided grin that made my stomach fill with butterfly's, not the good kind.

I had no idea who she was or where we were, but one thing was for certain. I was stuck here with a creepy girl.

She paced back and forth in front of me, holding a sharp and shiny knife.

"You're going to be here for awhile, so we might as well get to know each other." She said holding out her hand.

She pulled it back, laughing at the fact that I definitely couldn't shake her hand from the position I was in.

"My name's Dixie." Dixie's voice made me cringe, while sending shivers down my spine.

*2 weeks later*

Dixie had cut me too many times to count, and I lost a lot of blood.

Every day after the cutting session, she would try and make a deal with me.

If I become her girlfriend, she'll stop hurting me.

As much as I wanted the pain to go away, I just couldn't say yes.

Whenever she said the word 'girlfriend', faint images of Charli would pop into my mind.

I knew that Charli probably forgot about me and decided to move on, but I still loved her too much to cheat, even for my own life.

I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer and heard the lock on the door open.

"Hello baby! Miss me?"

"I'm not your baby." I said with as much strength as I could muster.

"Aww, you sound tired. Too bad." She giggled, pulling out the regular knife.

"You know the deal, take it or leave it."

"The answer will always be no." Her smile only grew.

Dixie reached for something else in her pocket. I couldn't tell what is was, but it made a distinct clinking noise.

She moved towards me and placed a blindfold over my eyes.

I screamed and began jerking back and forth, trying to avoid it.

Everything went dark again and I heard the knife fall to the ground.

"D-dixie, what are you doing?"