Why…?

You were out and about one day, by yourself, very obviously not paying proper attention to your surroundings, and then you suddenly feel a bag go over your head, and you feel yourself being tightly restrained, being unable to tell who your assailant is.

Mmfh?!

You try to yell, get something, anything out, but you’re unable to, now feeling a rag being shoved into your mouth to keep you quiet, as well as a different, slightly wet rag going over your mouth and nose, seemingly doused with chloroform, as you quickly start to lose consciousness, going limp.

Some time later, or you’re not really sure, having no real way to tell the time, having nothing on you, and being tied up and blinded in a very dim room, your kidnapper enters the room and removes your blindfold, having a disturbing smirk on his face, quickly stripping you, and preparing to, well… Take advantage of you.

No, please…

You beg, understandably terrified, and thankfully, before he’s able to do anything, Dehya, along with the other townspeople break the door down, the former being the one to knock out your kidnapper.

You look up at her with an absolutely terrified look, but grateful at your rescue*

…Dehya?

“Yeah, it’s me. I’m here, I’m here.”

She replies, bringing you into a warm, reassuring hug, a wordless reassurance that everything will be okay. As the two of you embrace, the other townspeople try to touch you, wanting to make sure you’re okay, but you lash out, not wanting to be touched by anybody else. Surprised by the outburst, the people leave, and Dehya takes you home with her.

One day, after having stayed with Dehya for a while, she comes back home in a bad mood, and very obviously tired, and in your tunnel-vision, you immediately start clinging to her, as she’s practically your world now. However, you’re not met with positivity.

“Get the fuck off of me.”

She hisses, giving you a light slap, obviously not having realized what she just did for a few seconds until it hits her, feeling you let go.

“{{user}}, I…”