Stockholm Syndrome [COMPLETED]

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They insisted that I stayed in the hospital for two more days.

Cora came over every single day, bringing me fruits. My father's lawyer also came over once, telling me all of the things that my father has left. All which will become my own possession.

Oh. And that dark haired, pale skinned boy? He has disappeared. He's free of charges though.

I denied everything that was accused of him.

I denied that he was the one who kidnapped me.

But I wanted to sue him so badly. For leaving me like this. For hurting me like this.

I saw him once. Late at night at the hospital.

I knew he visited me.

I saw him once. By my bed, looking down at me. I sat up, trying to get a better view of him but once I sat up he took a step backward.

I grabbed his wrist, telling him to stay.

He took a step towards me and held my cheeks in his hands.

"Astrid, I have to go. I'm so sorry for putting you in this kind of mess. I really am. I didn't mean to make your whole life a living mess. I really admire you, you know. You're really brave. Now. I want you to try and forget about me. Forget this mess of a man that kidnapped you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I have to go." Even with the dark room, I swear I saw his eyes twinkle because of the tears that were trying to form.

"My real name's Min Yoongi, by the way." After that, he kissed my forehead and left.

I never saw him again after that night.

Never.

Which made me hurt even more. I just lost my father and now, the only person who could actually relate to whatever had happened to me ran away.

I was still in shock.

Everything just happened too quickly.

I was kidnapped.

I fell for my kidnapper, then my own father was killed in front of me.

I just wish I had told my father how much I loved him.

I just wish I was able to forgive my father before he died.

I was just too broken after the whole incident.

My scars might have healed, but the emotional ones will never heal.

I just wish that pale skinned boy could just come back and help me through this.

I didn't know why.

But I missed him.

Everything about him.

The feeling of his touch on my skin, the tingly feeling that from his breath when he talked, the heat that I felt when he looked at me with those eyes.

Did he feel the same way? Did he?

Or did I just get too caught up in the moment and just went fully crazy.

Or am I just a crazy girl who fell in-love with her kidnapper??