Stockholm syndrome (camren)

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Camila's pov
I knew it !! I knew there was something up with this girl from the start. I knew I shouldn't have went, now I'm trapped in a killers fucking basement and I'm gonna die soon. I didn't think this is how I would go, I'm kind of sad that I didn't get to do anything with my life, like marry someone or have children. It's  so sad knowing my whole life I haven't even lived, genuinely and now I was going to die literally doing nothing with my life. It's  making me sick to my stomach thinking about the way she's gonna kill me. I'm not afraid I'm fucking terrified I can't believe I got myself into this. Now I'm gonna have to get myself out,  I looked around for a way to escape and I seen a window but it was covered in dirt and grime. I couldn't see out of it I didn't know if it was night or day and it was driving me insane, more insane than the woman above me. I tried to loosen the rope that is tied almost professionally around my hands and legs it started giving in and I got a rush of excitement. I finally felt like I wasn't gonna die I threw the rope and started on my legs as I finished I tip toed to the window and tried to open it. With my luck it wouldn't budge so I tried to find something to break it with, in the dark and chilly basement I found a screw driver. Maybe I can pry it open with it and if not I'll try to break it with the screwdriver. I also have to be smart about this because I know once I break the window it will make a loud sound, so I think hardly for a few minutes to make my plan I know what I'm gonna do. I'm just gonna break the window climb out and run as fast as I can as I break the window fear rushed over me. I climbed out of the window but got cut on the leg with a piece of glass. I wince but run as fast as I could into the dark woods, I get a chilling fear as I'm running. what if I don't make it out alive ? What if she finds me ? I hear walking noises and I can hear the smirk through her voice. "you can run but you can't hide." I hear the foot steps getting closer and I panic I start jogging in the other direction trying my hardest not to make a sound. As I'm running I look back for a second and then look front again. I felt a stinging sensation in my head as Lauren tackled me she
giggled in a evil manner. "gotcha" I look into her eyes sobbing. "please let me go" ....