Monster ≫ h.s

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m a i s y

I was happy and peaceful, and then I woke up.

I could feel a dull throb in my head, a relentless rhythm that made me feel even more horrible. I couldn't make out much of anything due to the poor light, but I was able to see I was in an unfamiliar stone room. My legs sprawled across a mattress on the floor. I proceeded to stand when I was restrained. As I looked at the source I saw my left ankle was chained. I let out a scream of frustration.

I pulled and yanked at the chains but it was no use. Pointless. The only thing I was establishing, was worsening the bruise already formed on my pale skin. I was enraged, how could I have been so stupid. Stupid girl. I should've known better.

I took in my outfit I was dressed in a soft pink sissy babydoll dress, the short sleeves puffing up near my shoulders, the ruffles underneath it made it difficult to see my feet. I raised one leg to see my foot clad in a short ankle socks with ruffles as well. What the hell, my chest started to tighten and I felt like I was going to have a panic attack

I pulled again and again and again, I winced when the harsh metal against my ankle finally broke through skin. A small trickle of blood left the wound, and I felt myself get lightheaded. I was very queasy and the sight of blood wasn't something I enjoyed. A small hiss fell from my lips

"Now you've gone and hurt yourself angel." A deep voice commented, startling me.

My head looked around in the shadows and I couldn't see who it was, but I knew. I knew exactly who it was. Finally my eyes caught him, leaning against the wall, watching me struggle. Harry. I strained to see him but he walked into the light approaching me, he came over and sat down on the mattress. It sank down slightly under his added weight.

He extended his hand, trailing a finger down my jaw and I looked away. I didn't want him to touch me. I wanted nothing to do with him. I crawled away, and he glared at my actions. He took my right ankle pulling me right back against his body and I whimpered when he grabbed my left ankle. He tilted his head, examining my wound before he looked at me. How could someone so beautiful be so dark.

"Oh maisy, it would be so much easier if you would just...cooperate. I hate seeing you in pain." he said fanning his breath along my face.

"How long have I been here?" I asked.

"Three days, I kept you drugged up during transportation and such. I didn't want any witnesses or trouble. I wanted to keep everything clean and quick." He replied.

"D-days? That's a lie, you let me go- you just let me go. I want to go home!" I cried.

He kissed my neck softly and I cringed, I didn't want him to touch me. I didn't want any of  this, this was a mistake. I pushed him away immediately, disgusted with myself.

"Please." I begged looking down.

He hummed as he took a handful of my hair, lightly pulling it so I was now looking at him, "Oh, your a smart girl. You and I both know I'm not letting you go home, as far as I'm concerned your already home, this is your home now."

I shook my head furiously, "No, I don't belong here! I have school and friends and a family who is gonna come looking for me. Who miss me! Just let me go and you might not have to suffer such harsh consequences. I don't belong here, I don't belong here with you. You're sick, you disgust me." I shouted at him.

He seemed unaffected at first but with each word I said I could see his composure slowly slipping away like the waves of a shore. Finally he had snapped, and I was the cause, I had created a tsunami.

He grabbed my face holding it in his hands, not rough to the point where it hurt but enough to know I wasn't going anywhere.

"You are going to get yourself in a lot of trouble with that pretty little mouth of yours. I've been trying to be gentle with you, because I see how fragile you are, and you are. Despite what you may think, but it would take nothing to break you. Nothing! So you better watch your fucking mouth and how you talk to me." He spat.

By the end of his speech I was on my back, and he was hovered over me. I felt completely defenseless. His eyes were so dark and I was afraid. Afraid he would do something. Then it was quiet, and he backed away sitting looking at me. My body was shaking and I was breathing heavy. He looked at me and I could tell he regretted his sudden outburst. It amazed me how quickly his composure and tone could slip and how quickly it could snap back.

"Fuck, listen I-I'm sorry, I don't want you to be afraid of me. But I need you maisy, for so long I've wanted you and now I have you. I'm not a good man but I'm not all bad. I could change for you, I'd do anything for you, but I can't let you go." He grabbed my hands pulling me to his chest. I struggled for a few seconds before giving in.

He wrapped his arms around me, securing me in place. I started to cry because I was done, I had no idea where I was and he was insane. Completely insane. He had dressed me up as doll, a doll, he was Psycho and  he needed major help.

"Don't cry, We can be happy together angel, I'll buy you anything you want, and I'll make you feel so good. Just me and you forever, doesn't that sound nice baby." He said kissing the top of my head.

"I'll always be there for you, I won't let anything happen to you. You'll be with me always." The light and happiness he held in his voice was devastating .

He was delusional, and he believed I was his angel. He truly thought and believed I could be happy with him. That I could maybe learn to love him, I couldn't. He stole me from my loved ones, he took me away from everything I ever loved.

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Short chapter but yeah I think I wouldn't mind if Harry kidnapped me. I'm not gonna lie, I mean it's Harry freaking styles.

Question: what do you do in your freetime