Your (e/c) eyes fluttered open. It was dark outside from what you could see through the blinds. Quietly, you rolled to your side.

It was open.

You stared curiously at the door Lucas had gone through hours earlier. Muffled sounds rang out every now and then, but you didn't pay attention too much. Your mind was too filled with plans of escaping. Sadly, you couldn't chew your way through your binds, as Lucas had gagged you once again. You squirmed around on the sofa. You cringed at the loud thud when you fell off. Frantically, you began inching towards the front door. Rushed footsteps quickened your heart beat and movements. The footsteps stopped mere inches from you, but you couldn't make yourself turn to face them. Tears began to form in your eyes.

"W-what are you d..doing?"

You snapped your head towards the voice. Wide frantic eyes searching for his face in the dark.

There he was.

You tried screaming, but the gag muffled it.

"D-don't do that," he said quietly, crouching down.

His long, slender fingers ran through your ratted hair. Gently tugging on the knots.

"You'll h-hurt yourself."

You cried as he scooped you up, cradling your body against his. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"I-I don't w-want you hurting y-yourself," he cooed, sitting down on the couch with you in his arms.

You tried to wriggle yourself away, but his grip never faltered. His big brown eyes stared lovingly down at you, making you choke out a cry.

"I k-know your s-scared, b-but I'll take good c-care of you."

You shook your head, disagreeing with his statement. He just let out a small chuckle. His hand caressed your cheek softly, his thumb wiping away tears. His other hand carefully undid your gag. Once it was off you gasped for air. You coughed a few times before slumping over in Lucas' arms.

"Please...please just kill me already," you cried.

Lucas let out a small sigh before grabbing your face. He forced you to look him in the eyes.

"I-I would n-never do such a t-thing," he frowned.

You cried even more.

"It'd be better than being stuck in this shit hole!" You screamed, wiggling around.

Lucas let out a displeased noise. His hood on your face becoming more painful.

"(Y-y/n), please j-just accept me! I'll g-give you the w-world!" He cried.

"I-I'll do anything f-for you."

You let the tears keep falling as you whimpered.

"Leave me alone," you said quietly.

"I want to be alone."

Lucas frantically nodded.

"O-of course!" He exclaimed.

He stood up, you still in his arms.

"Where are we going?"

"M-my room," Lucas said bashfully.

"Leave me on the couch please," you said quickly.

"But-"

"Lucas," you said.

He sighed, turning back around. He placed you back on the couch, kissing your forehead.

"J-just call if y-you need me."

And with that he made his way back through the mystery door. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in once he disappeared from your sight. That's when you let the tears flow.

"I have to get out!" You whisper-yelled to yourself.

Lucas had made a big mistake I'm not putting your gag back on. You brought your hands up to your mouth and began violently chewing on the your bindings. It hurt, that's for sure, but no time to think about it. You had to get away from this place and Lucas. You'd thought about saving Adam, but you hadn't seen him since you got here. Maybe he got away. Maybe the police were already preparing a plan to come save you. Then you'd get to see mom and dad again. Kyle and Callie too! But best of all, you'd get to see Alex! You'd always seen him as an older brother, always so protective of you. You smiled at the thought of freedom as you chewed your way through.

After what seemed like hours, you finally did it. It took all your willpower to not scream in excitement right then and there. You quickly untied the rope around your ankle. You let out a quiet cry of relief. Quietly, you stood from your spot of the couch. You looked around for anything that could be used as a weapon in case Lucas caught you. Your wide eyes scanned the room, and when you found nothing, you silently crept towards the kitchen. You swiped a large kitchen knife from its holder, clutching it to your chest. It felt like you were walking on egg shells as you crept towards the front door. You went to open it, but it was locked.

"(Y/n)!" A voice called out.

"No no no!" You panicked.

"A-are you awake?"

You fumbled with the lock, your hands slipping a few times.

"Would y-you like to eat s-something?"

Yes!

You quickly flung open the door and began running. You didn't look back when you heard Lucas screaming.

"G-get back here!"

"Fuck you, you psycho!" You screamed back.

His footsteps were closing in, you squeezed your eyes shut as you held the knife in front of you. You quickly turned on your heel when you felt his breath on your neck. Both of you made eye contact as the knife lodged itself in Lucas' stomach. You screamed out in victory, while he just shook. His brown eyes stared deep into your (e/c) ones as you smiled. His eyes brows furrowed as his eyes fluttered down to his stomach. His lips parted as he went to speak.

"H-how could y-you?" He gasped out.

"Go to hell!" You exclaimed.

His face went from shock, to pure anger. His hands latched around your throat with extreme strength. You gasped and let go of the knife, clawing at his wrist. You kicked your legs around trying to kick him, but never made contact. A final shiver went down your spine at his words as you blacked out.

"Y-you'll always be m-mine."

..............

Guess who got her first car💅