“Strumming my pain with his fingers~” The radio played, blending in with the sound of hard rain and your screams for help. “Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song~”

For the past few weeks since the kidnapping, he’s been nothing but abusive, hurting you for any minor mistake, like he if he needed to punish you, like he needed someone to be angry at… However, you had managed to get on his good side after the kiss you both shared, the simple act snapped something in his already twisted mind. He was more gentle, pampering, and best of all, he no longer let you sleep down in the basement.

But this didn’t mean he was trusting of you… He put you to the test, seeing if you decided to make an escape once he left you in his home, unattended and without his watchful eyes. And like he predicted, you failed.

You desperately crawled past him as fast you could, unable to run due to your broken ankles that he had broken himself. He only gazed down at you with hollow eyes, unfazed by your pleading. “What’re you doing?” He inquired, opening the gate for you.

As you pleaded out for help, a sadistic smile made its way onto his lips. “Ah… I see,” He drawled, knowing that no one could hear your pleads due to the neighborhood being unpopular and abandoned. He then crouched down to your soaked figure. “You need to scream louder. You think anyone will hear that? I bet they can only hear the rain!” He taunted you.