First Day Of Kidnapping S.E.

E/N this story is different from the first one. In this the Yandere is abusive and even though he loves Y/N he still abuses her. This is a very sad story if you are not good with sad stories I suggest you leave.

TRIGGER WARNING MAY BE SENSITIVE TOPIC FOR SOME PEOPLE

I was walking home and heard running from behind me. I turned around to see a gun pointed at me. I put my hands up and the person Said "come with me and I won't shoot you." I didn't listen to them i pushed them and run for my house screaming my brothers name."Hayashi! Hayashi! HELP me they have a gun! Hayashi!!" I heard him yelling "Y/N?! Y/N!" I saw him running for me screaming at the man with a gun "don't shoot please don't shoot!" BANG "H-Hayashi ..! " I saw him get shot. And I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't help him. I yelled for someone to help but.. No one came to help us I saw him laying there.. Bleeding out. I heard another BANG i now realize he didn't want the gunman to shoot him. Lights out.

I woke up with a massive pain in my stomach and legs. I looked down to see bandages along with ropes. I wondered to myself "where am i?" Then i heard footsteps I pretended to sleep. I could hear a male voice say "she's still asleep? Damn she's a heavy sleeper. I thought when I cut her legs she would wake up from the pain. But damn she didn't!" " he WHAT?! " i thought " He fucking CUT MY LEGS?! " i heard footsteps come closer to me. SMACK "OW!" I yelled. The man slapped me. He slapped me so hard that there was a bruise on my cheek.

"God someone had to wake you up." He said. I rolled my eyes. "DON'T roll your eyes at ME." The man yelled at me. He slapped me again on my bruise making it hurt a lot it felt like I was bleeding..

His attitude changed. "Oh my god!" He wasn't mean. " are you okay Darling? " he... loved me. "I love you"

He was crazy. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I WON'T LET THEM TAKE YOU FROM ME! HAHAHAHA" A yandere.

"I KILLED THEM FOR YOU SO THEY WOULDN'T TAKE YOU FROM ME!" lights out. I woke up and it was dark my stomach and legs were aching now we're my arms I looked at them. They had cuts all over them. I was in A cell. My body ached. My neck.. I couldn't stand the pain. My whole body hurts. There was blood everywhere my blood. All over me.

He looked at me his eyes.. Were empty. I was hungry so I asked him " Hey I'm hungry can I please have some food? " "no. You can survive without it your not gonna die without a couple bites of food." He told me. I was upset I couldn't eat but I knew I would survive because I knew my brother would look for me. . Hopefully he didn't really like me but I hope he looks for me.

~ 2 hours later~

My stomach is hurting so bad. Not just because it was shot but because I'm starving I once again asked my ubductor for food but once again he said I didn't need it. "Look at me." He instructed me. I did as he told me too he looked into my eyes my bloody face my bloody body and hit me. He punched me in the face. Kicked my back kicked my stomach my ribs. It hurt so much but I knew the pain was worth it because I knew the police would rescue me. I hoped. I k as he would stop because he was in love with me I yelled "stop please! Your hurting me! Please stop!" He didn't stop. He kept kicking, punching, kicking, punching, kicking, he stopped. I was relived that he stopped. He walked away from me I started to crawl away because I was in too !much pain to get up "don't move." He told me I didn't move.

He came back. With something in his hand I couldn't make out what it was it had a handle a tiny one.. It had a blade with a slant at the end.. A box cutter I realized what he was to do. He held me on the ground. I couldn't move no matter how I tried to fight back he always overpowered me. He flipped me on my stomach. It burned. He took the knife and carved into my back. It hurt so bad. I cried in pain for someone to help me but no one came to my rescue. He finally stopped he told me to look in the mirror at my back.

I crawled to a mirror and looked it said "BITCH" I was in pain and felt a tiny bit dizzy. I felt something pouring overi my back when I fixed my posture. I knew what it was and I lay back down on my stomach. It was my own blood. My whole body hurts. I looked at him and he looked at me. I could see the knife with my blood on it. I looked around the room. My blood all over the floor soaking in to the wood floor.

looked in the mirror to look at myself. Black hair shaded with red. Clothes that used to be black now a dampened red. Your skin permanently highlighted red. Everything was red half your vision was red. I watched as my abductor left the room I decided would sleep on the mattress that he gave me a nice clean white soon to be stained blood red. I fell asleep dreaming of escaping before he kills me.

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