Stockholm Syndrome [COMPLETED]

04

I woke up with the feeling of water being sprayed all over my face.

"Get up, now, I have prepared breakfast for you". The pale guy stared down at me with a big scowl on his face.

"I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry"
He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pushed me against the wall.

He put his mouth beside my ears, and whispered, "Whatever. The food's outside. I don't.  care".

I shivered at the feeling of his breath against my skin.

What the hell is wrong with me? He's your kidnapper, Astrid! Why are you getting all tingly every time he's near you?!

"W- -what's your name? Why are you doing this?" 

"My name? Just call me Agust. Why am I doing this? For revenge. But honey, I haven't even started yet". He smirked at me, licking his lower lip, then turned his heel and was gone just like that. But this time he didn't close the door.

After contemplating whether or not to get out of the basement, my tummy finally gave up. I went up the stairs, out of the door, and into his house.

Everything is just black and dark. The doors were all made of steel. There was only one light.

It was illuminating the food that made me drool.

What if the food has poison in it??? Should I eat it? Nooo..I don't want to die yet.

I looked at the food again. I mean it wasn't anything special. Just cupped noodles. But—-

Ohhh whatever.

Food is life.

I quickly sat down and devoured the food. It was heavenly delicious.

As I drank up the orange juice, I heard footsteps behind me. I stood up as fast as I could only to be welcomed by the feeling of extreme dizziness.

My vision started to become blurry and everything was turning and turning. The last thing I saw was a dark haired guy with that annoyingly pale white skin.

I got woken up again and it was dark at night. This time though, I wasn't in the basement anymore. I was now in a big room with black walls, with a mattress on the floor. When I tried to move, I found out that I was handcuffed to the pole next to me.