Caged

Keona's pov

danger, was all that was on my mind, I had found myself walking up to a pure light.

"She's awake." A voice said full of happiness.

"Good." One said sighing in relief, the voices sounded very familiar but I juat didn't have a way of telling it.

"We need to get her ti the couch, she just can't lay here in the floor." A voice said a little more demanding and then I felt my tiny body being swept up off the hard floor.

I was moved to the couch and then the persons face was a blur and then I blinked again. Multiple times and then noticed that it was blue eyes staring into mine. It was Louis.

"what happened?" I said in a small voice.

"You left the room when we said not to." Louis frowned and then when the other heard his voice they came in.

"Keona you're awake." Kenya said running over to me. "I thought you died or something."

"Are you feeling okay?" I heard a raspy voice say.

"Yes." I said meeting his eyes.

"Good, come on, you're going to the attic." Harry mumbled and I sat up.

"No, please not there." I said softly.

"You disobeyed me." He said through his teeth and pulled me by my arm and then he forced me up stairs.

The tears were falling from my face now, I didn't like being caged. I didn't like being up there in the cold dark. I didn't like the dark. But I guess I deserved it. he had opened the door to the attic and then pushed me in, I turned around and looked at him.

He he looked right through me and spoke. "You scared the hell out of me."

"I-m s-sorry." I said through my sobs. "Please. Anywhere but here, I don't like it here! It's scary."

With rh that he shut the door on me, he didn't even cage me, and then I heard a lock on the outside. And then I sat down on the ground balling my eyes out. Holding myself because it was cold.

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moments later I had stopped crying, I wiped the tears off of my face, and sighed. Scooting next to the wall sitting up. Looking no where it was dark I don't know what I could be looking at. I can be looking in the eyes of the ginger. I had began to cry again.

the door had opened and I jumped it had revealed Harry. He closed the door and walked inside of the room. He had walked to me and say down right next to me. I looked up at him.

He say anything for a moment and then he spoke. "you fucking scared the hell out of me."!

"I'm sorry, okay?" I said, trying to keep a stready voice.

he didn't say anything, he just brought his arm around me and then it shocked me I didn't say anything though. it was a instant warmness. I had rest my head on his chest. This was sort of a perfect moment I didn't want to slip away.

I had found myself falling asleep drifting way into a deep sleep.

I had woken up still in the arms of Harry and that was the moment I found out. I fell in love with my kidnapper.

Notes

Stockholm syndrome. Haha :D