Unexpected

He stalked me, he texted me. He even called me. He was obssessed with me, so he took me. He made me his, took the one thing I kept with pride. Something so precious I would never get back. I'm going to have his child and I will loose my life as I used to know it. I now became a person with no voice, I could no longer do the things I wanted to do. I hate him for taking everything that mattered so dearly to me but he gave me my baby that I love dearly, he loved our baby too and he loves me. So he says. I'm not to disrespect him, I'm not to talk back and yell at him, I'm to do what he asks and I'm finding it hard to do just that. My feelings for him are unsure, and I hate myself because I may have real feelings for my kidnapper.