Psychotic Love.
It had been a month since I have been home, ever since the night that he had escaped, I haven't seen him since.
Every night I would feel as if his grey eyes filled with craziness were staring at me as I fall deep into sleep.
The police said that they aren't going to stop until they find it since apparently he has been wanted for a long time, but the police said that he's quick and easy to lose. But assured me afterwards saying that they'll find him.
For protection, the police said that there should be 24 hour protection, so now there's a policeman in his car every day and night, looking bored out of their mind. Probably not even concentrating, but just concentrating on anything but the house that me and my dad live in.
Now, it was night time. I looked at my phone, which I remembered I left at home on the day I got kidnapped. Fucking stupid me.
The time was 11:53pm.
I sighed lowly as I looked outside my window to see the familiar police car outside the drive way.
I closed my bedroom door, and jumped into my bed. I wrapped the covers around my cold and shivering body as I snuggled deeper into my pillow. I closed my eyes, and let my thoughts take over.
I opened my eyes quickly, hearing a creak on the door. My body was facing the wall, and my back was facing the door. I became tense, as suddenly the door closed quietly.
For the love of sweet baby Jesus, let it be my dad checking up on me.
He's at work... Fuck.
It was minutes later and there was still a silence, it must of been the wind. I looked towards my window and saw that I had closed it earlier.
''Baby girl.''
I closed my eyes tightly once I heard his familiar voice. ''I know you're awake.''
I bit my lip painfully, making sure that I don't make a sound.
''Boo.''
He was right next to my ear and as I was about to scream, his large hand covered my mouth. I screamed into his hand as he pulled me out of bed, causing a thud.
He layed me on the floor, him sitting on top of me. He leaned down, so that he was closer towards my face. ''If you scream when I move my hand.'' He stopped himself from saying anything else.
He slowly moved his hand, ''And if I do?'' I asked.
''Then I'll go.'' He tilted his head to the side as he smiled, ''And then one night, I'll come back.'' His voice went firm and he glared at me.
I knew what his threat meant, it meant that he was going to go because the policemen would probably hear, and then come back and hurt me.
''You know I'm very angry at you, baby girl. You betrayed me.'' He frowned.
He stood up to his towering height which was around six foot one.
I was on the floor, and I looked so powerless and weak against him.
That's because you are.
You're nothing. Worthless.
You don't deserve him.
I shook my head, hoping the voice would stop.
I'm going crazy.
Quickly, he bent down and picked me up and threw me roughly onto the bed. My body bounced up and down gently as did the bed.
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Psychotic Love
RomanceShe was sweet, innocent and a typical teenager. He was evil, dangerous and a sadist. Psychotic Love. An unhealthy obsession for someone, they're constantly on their mind and they would do anything psychotic and crazy just to keep this person in the...