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WARNING: This story contains sexual content, assault, murder, self harm, some strong language, smoking, and talk of mental illness.

Reader discretion is advised


I could never dream that things would end out the way they did. Me fighting to stay by his side and him killing everyone in his path for me to stay with him. 

That day when we ran into each other. That day when he took me away. That day I wanted to run and hide and cry. 

That day.

It was on that day that I never thought I could fall for someone so despicably psychotic. Someone so selfish yet caring. 

He was just... different. 

But I still loved someone else. 

That someone else lurked in the back of my heart. 

He waited for the day he could meet me again. 

And he wished that day would be the day he could take me back. 

But my kidnapper would do anything to keep me by his side. 

And every night he'd say, "y/n," praising me in hopes I wouldn't try and escape. Not that I even could. 

At first I cried. Telling him to let me go. But now, I cry from his pleasure. I cry for him.

Everything I do is for him.

Or is everything I do for... him?

They've shown me the world.

 They've taught me everything. 

That day, when everything changed.

I will never forget.

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