Y/N POV
When Suga left and didn't come back after an hour, I had let myself drown in tears. The thought of giving myself to the disgusting kidnapper psychopath, being vulnerable for his touch. I was sober! Even though I was, my actions weren't.
It's crazy, I'm confused. I wasn't drugged yet I respond to his kisses, I didn't hate him, why did I not.. why did I like it..
Or was I drugged?
The life I had. It wasn't much, cramped in my small apartment and a job that barely pays my rent. My best friend that I had chose to not contact, she would've been a great help if I did get in touch.
At least one would sense me missing, other than her there's none. My parents died and my brother left, there was no one. I could just die in my apartment and no one would check nor know. Sad.
I calmed down for a bit before bursting on to another cry as a new thought came to my mind. I was scared to go out, thinking that the dead corpse of this house's maid would come crawling up the stairs to my form asking for help I failed to give.
Isn't he the worse? Killing in his spare time and driven by his emotions. He's dangerous, he could do that to me in a blink of an eye.
Am I not right for choosing to stay on his good side? Not opposing nor escaping. I'm just being a coward. I couldn't do much with this state, he had me where he want me to be.
That's right I gave him my body so that I could survive, right. right?
Actually I felt so scared and my mind legit chose to enjoy than cry. Was it possible? Our psychology called it as something like repression.
Gore has never been a problem to me, I didn't like it but I got used to it. One might think all girls watch romance and drama, but I prefer horror and thriller, like Cannibal Holocaust or Green Inferno.
Though the image of a bloodied and abused maid hunts me with conscience. I was an accessory after all.
I hugged my knees while lying down on the bed that I manage to lie naked with. I buried my face on the sheets muffled sobs eliciting from the closed doors. Suga heard but smile his dark one.
Third person POV
Suga knocked on the door then came in, with a sad expression. The vulnerable girl under the sheets peeked an eye just to see the guy he was crying for.
She came with the resolution to let the upper hand do what he wants even it means she would go insane. After all her thoughts were eating her inside out.
Y/N, she felt a growing anger to the guy who held her captive, however the only way she can let the anger go was ignoring him.
Suga sat at the edge of the bed to try soothe his love. "Y/N, baby, come here let's talk." Suga tried to pry open the duvet from her strong grip and succeeded at the first try. It reveal a balled up Y/N, her hands quickly covered her swollen eyes.
He held her nape and slid his arm under her thighs to carry her to his lap. Instinctively, she tried to crawl away but his grip on the back of her neck tighten that made her stop. She chose to cuddle on to him.
Suga felt satisfied a low giggle erupt from the back of his throat. He likes it.
"What do I do to stop you from crying?" He asked settling you back on the bed for you to scoot away from him. You lie on your side your back facing him.
"I want to go home." you mumbled between sniffs and hiccups.
"But baby this is now your home."he replied as a matter of factly. "Do you want to go back to your lonely shit of an apartment? or maybe to the neighborhood who doesn't care for you?"
You can only sniff as a reply, he was right but he shouldn't have kidnap you away like that, worse is he's a killer.
"Think of it baby, when you're here at our home you'll have me at your side always and you'll be safer. Damn you won't even have to pay for anything, I'll provide you with what you need." he explained and it's all right. You would've a comfortable life here.
Stress for how to pay rent, how to buy necessities and food finally goes away. The only thing was that, this is a prison you couldn't go out, you don't even know where you are.
As if he can read you, "Should we eat outside? Get some fresh air?" he said. There must be a catch, why would he let you out?
"Really?"
"Really." he answered, you faced him a smile on his face, the cute one.
"Of course, everything, you can do everything, but you need to stay by my side and never run away."
Oh
"Okay?" his smile fades to an angry frown every second you kept silent.
"I- I want to go home.." you answered and his innocent smile quickly morphed into a devil's frown.
"Wrong answer, you should say, yes I will stay with you and never run away." he said in a hushed tone.
His frown turned into a deceiving smile, "Stay by my side and never run okay?" his hand rest on your shoulder, thumb rubbing circles on your collar bone.
"I.." feeling threatened you said the same words he want to hear. Though sounding hesitant he accepted it and took your hand to kiss the back of it.
After a long silence with your heartbeat going louder, he spoke, "Sometime this week we will, so behave." Suga handed you a paper bag with clothes and women essentials in it before he left the room.