Vincent

"Darling~ im homee~" the sickeningly sweet sound of your captor's voice fills the air as he opens the door to your room. you've gotten used to it, its a routine by now. it's been six months since he's kidnapped you, never letting you leave the room in his basement that he specifically made for you.

you can't help but notice how sweetly he treats you, always praising you and petting you- calling you sweet names when you cried or cooing at your pain filled screams whenever he had to punish you for disobeying him. it doesn't hurt as much now, you've come to prefer the physical punishments over being left without food or water for an entire week as discipline.

"i missed you so much, my angel..." he said softly as he sat down on the bed next to you, the mattress dipping slightly from his weight. his hands gently cupped your face, making you look up at him "did you miss me too?" he asks with a tilt of his head, obviously expecting your answer to be yes.