elysian (euphoria 2)

twenty two

♪polaroid of you dancing in my room. I want to remember, I think it was about noon. It's getting harder to understand, to understand, how you felt in my hands, in my hands♪

I hummed that song, singing it in my mind. Kristoph was mad at me for what I said yesterday, even though he said he couldn't stay mad at me. So he made me skip breakfast.

I could hardly stay awake. Kristoph has been out for so long, even though he was off work today. I needed energy. I needed food.

"Kristoph..." I whined out loud, my stomach growling. I was...so so so so hungry. I feel like I could faint any minute.

My hope was relieved once the door upstairs opened. I heard footsteps coming down here, and I sighed of relief.

"Darling, oh my! It's freezing in here!" He gasped, turning up the heat. He looked like he had food. That made me lick my lips.

"Hungry, are we? Did I teach you a lesson?" He sat next to me, putting food into my mouth.

"Mhm...I'm sommy..." I said, munching on it. He laughed at me trying to speak with food in my mouth.

"Oh, I have a surprise for you!" He smiled. "I think you'll like it." He reached into his bag of stuff.

I tilted my head. "What is it?" I asked.

He put a cute, glistening rock on my lap. "I found it on the way back. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

I nodded. "I wish I could feel it.."

He grabbed the rock and put it behind the chair, where my arms were tied behind. It's a very uncomfortable position.

He brushed it against my hands. It was...soft and smooth, yet hard and rough. I smiled a bit.

"Am I already your boyfriend? Don't they get their girlfriend gifts?" He put his head on my shoulder.

I didn't answer. I just sighed. "It's sleepy time." I closed my eyes.

"Ah, is it? Stay still, now." He untied my hands.

This time, I didn't even feel the urge to want to punch him. Something told me to hold back.

He held my hand and again, lead me to one of my favorite spots. The bedroom. It was comfortable.

He tied me to the bedpost, and my legs to the footboard.

He kissed my head. "Sweet dreams."

He left, and for some reason, I fell asleep quicker. I had a dream where I reached freedom. It was...perfect.

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It was 8am. The door opened. I thought it was Kristoph, but he was at work.

Kristoph untied my hands last night, since Vongole jumped on the bed and demanded cuddles. I woke up to his soft fur.

Vongole immediately looked up, suspicious to who was there.

"Don't worry, Vongy....it's probably just...the landlord or something..."

I then stopped.

If that's the landlord...then...oh my god!

I jolted up, Vongole barking at me. Then at the door.

No. There were two people. Who were they?!

Vongole barked loudly, drowning out the footsteps. I grabbed the blanket and held it, stuffing my face in it's softness.

I thought about Apollo, maybe a bit too hard. I hallucinated, hearing his voice. I thought he had found me.

I tried brushing it off, but it was still there. I knew it wasn't a hallucination once I felt hands pulling at the rope.