My Cruel Kidnapper || Harry Styles Fanfiction

A whimper escaped my lips as I examined my whole body infront of the dusty and broken mirror.
I was wearing only his oversized shirt, bruises showing from my pale skin, my legs trembled at the sight infront of me.
'Who is this girl?' I asked myself as I stared back at her with pity..

Only wearing an oversized shirt that reached her mid-thigh.
Bruises all over her pale skin, her hair was covering the side of her face..

And the sad part was to realize, It's me. He did this to me.. He took everything from me! My life, my friends; My virtue-- the respect for myself, gone.

I squeezed my eyes shut and a gasp left my lips as I glance at the side, seeing him smirked infront of the mirror..

His hands snaked over my hips and I was too petrified to do any actions that I might regret..

He kept massaging my hips and I winced whenever he touched the bruised part, only making his smirk grew bigger.

His hands snaked on my stomach and played with my belly button while his chin rest on my shoulder.

"Admiring your bruise, are we not?," He inhaled the smell from my hair and I closed my eyes, carefully squirming from his hold.

"Why are you doing this to me?," I whispered, making a loud gasp as he pushed my back to hit his chest hard. "-You gave me pain, isn't this enough," I whispered, being careful not to anger him; the last time I didn't want to do, is to anger him.

"Tha fact that it hurts you.. makes me enjoy the most.."

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