Stockholm Syndrome

Stockholm Syndrome

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I was so small. And he was so big. A monster. And I was his prey, that he was going to feast on later. I layed on the bed next to him. Trying to feel safe. Trying to feel like I'm not a paper plate that he just threw away. He jolts awake grabbing my waist and pinning me down. "Look who's up!" He grins He didn't look like he just woke up. Was he awake the whole time? "Please, I just need to use the bathroom..." I lie. His pupils dilate. I could still see his dimples in the dim room. "You can use the bathroom while I'm in you." He hisses, and sucks on my neck just below my jawline, where he knows drives me crazy. My mouth was dry. I couldn't move. What was I suppose to do? Run? Scream? Hide? Hit him? I couldn't do anything. But just sit, and cry through the pain while he uses me.
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{Niall's Pov} I sat in my room with my back up against the wall with my hands over my ears. I wanted him to go away. I needed him to get out of my head. You did this... His voice whishpered in my ear. I shook my head and he laughed. You know that your the reason I'm gone. I stood to my feet and reached for the door handle opening the door leaving the room slamming the door shut behind me. I stepped back from it and felt someone's hand rest on my shoulder making me jump. I turned around seeing that it was my dad. "Niall are you alright son?" "H-He's not dead..." I muttered looking back at the door "Niall we've talked about this..." He starts and I cut him off and point at the door. He pulls me into his chest and hugs me rubbing my back. I shook uncontrolably hoping that someone would listen to me. No one ever did.

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