Y/N pov
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHG" I scream. It hurts so much. Please, make it stop!
He lowers the bloody knife. He's going to grab something. What is it? Is it another torture device? Oh, just kill me already.
To my surprise, its water. I gratefully drink it. I didn't even realize how thirsty I was.
"I think you should be thanking me. I'm the only reason you're alive right now." He lowers the water.
I laugh. "For what. Torturing me? You're the only reason I wanna die right now." He picks something up. Its a camera. What's he gonna do with that.
"See." He says as he sets the camera in front of me. "I'm giving you the chance to come out of this alive. Well, if you do, your gonna need some 'doctoring' supplies." He turns the camera on.
Oh god. He's gonna live stream my torture. This sicko. Quick Y/n, think.
I can't. I'm too hungry.
"I need food." He continues to do whatever hes doing. "If you don't give me food, I'll die, and you won't have any use for me." He stops.
He sighs. "You wait here. Don't even try to escape. Just because your teamates can see you doesn't mean I cant." He holds up his phone. It's me and him on a camera.
He walks up the stairs and closes the door. I look at the camera.
"Were in a house. Im in the basement." A tear rolls down my cheek. "He's gonna kill me. Oh god, no." I hear him come back down, but I don't care. I keep crying.
"Here. Its a donut. All I could find." He feeds it to me.Then he goes right to where he was before and picks something up. I dont know what it is, but I know its gonna cause pain.
He puts it to my skin.
I scream.
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We don't need a man
Teen FictionEmily and Y/N are questioning their sexuality. And experimenting turns into something more. Especially after Y/N gets into a bit of trouble with and unsub.