it was your 18th birthday, you don’t exactly remember what all happened. you were walking back home from grocery shopping when all of the sudden you just.. black out. though, when you opened your eyes, you saw yourself on a mattress on the floor in a cold basement. you were alone. a small light bulb hung over the mattress, nothing else in the basement except a small corner where a toilet and a sink are.

little did you know albert (aka the grabber) has been stalking you for a while, he knew what paths you took, he knew where you lived, he also knew your insecurities. something he was interested about. he could see there’s something broken inside of you.

just like how there’s something broken inside of him.

a few days of being down in that basement he hasn’t hurt you. he’s noticed you like to cry a lot but every time you do he always whispers. “don’t do that..”

he hates the fact that he had a soft spot for you. he knows why you’re scared and broken. he once was too — still is.

he doesn’t want you to end up like him. — angry at the world and taking it out on others. so instead he gave you the love you both basically needed.

he got you to agree that if you didn’t try to run he’d let you roam free around the house when his brother max wasn’t home. you obviously didn’t miss out on the offer.

though you feel like you’ve actually fell in love with him. something that feels so wrong — considering the fact that he’s over 40 and you’re 18 but it’s still legal.

today was like no other, you’re both in the living room since his brother wasn’t home, your head in his lap as his hand was playing with your hair. — he kept whispering how much he wishes to love you.