This is just kind of a filler chapter but please tell me what you think because i am trying to convey his love for her but also his obsessiveness of her and how he will do absolutely anything to make her stay with him anyway Enjoy!


When i woke up the sun was shining through the window,god i was glad that it was all a dream i tried to move her hands but they didn't budge, so i looked up to see that my hands bound in silk and i looked up to see the same walls of Dean Ambrose's bedroom.

It was then i realized that this was definitely NOT a dream, i wiggled in the bed and screamed "Help!"

suddenly Dean jumped up from my side and landed on top of me "what's wrong baby?" he asked kissing my face and i didn't dare move as i remembered the threat he gave me the night before.

He nuzzled my neck"that's a good girl, you like daddy's kisses don't you?" he asked with a crazed look in his eye but oddly i didn't find it all that scary but what i did was the hitting, he slapped me 3 times last and had a hell of a hair pulling so i didn't think it was wise to disobey him... now anyway.

When he kissed my lips i didn't resist and to my surprise i kissed him back with vigor "See baby you do love me don't you?"

i nodded not trusting my voice because i was afraid i would say something that would make him angry at me.

He jumped from me "well baby i'm gonna go to your house and get whatever you need because you will be staying with me for a very long time.." he trailed off leaving the room.

I turned to my side curling up into a fetal position letting the tears fall, after sometime i fell asleep trying to forget dean's kiss and everything that was happening to me.


When i woke up Dean was sitting beside me on the bed with a smile on his face and i flinched back away from him i'm surprise.

His face turned into a scowl and pulled out a small knife holding it to her face "Don't ever fucking flinch away from me!"

i screamed "please i'm sorry y-you just scared me please don't cut me." i pleaded tugging on the restraints, he ran the knife over my lips and down my chest to my underwear "i know you are sweetie but don't let it happen again or i'm not going to wait until you fall in love with me to have my way with you.." he said to me cryptically lifting the knife off of the waistband of my panties.

i breathed a sigh of relief when he jumped off me walking out of the room angry.

My relief was short-lived when i realized what he had just said to me, if i ever flinch back from him he was gonna rape me?!

Oh i cannot take this i need to get the hell out of here, i just needed a way.

Then the light bulb popped into my head, all i have to do is convince him to let me out of these restraints and then gain his trust then i'm home free!

I was so excited that i had made a plan i was smiling brightly when dean walked back into the room "Baby i'm so sorry can i have a kiss."

i put on a fake smile and he beamed, something in his smile made me feel happy that i made him happy.

He lent down to kiss me tenderly and i kissed back, his lips were so soft against mine and i was enjoying this immensely but i would never admit that in a million years.

He brushed my hair back looking into my eyes "are you hungry baby i made breakfast." i nodded pretending to look at him admiringly, He unhooked the satin from the bedpost but keeping my hands bound probably because he still didn't trust me all the way.

He sat me up against the headboard and left the room, when he got back he was carrying a small tray with bacon, eggs, and toast "okay not i'm gonna feed you since i don't wanna untie your hands just yet baby."

As he fed me i couldn't help look at his brilliant blue eyes, they were beautiful and i couldn't help but get lost in- Goddammit i couldn't be thinking like this it was going to mess with my plan to get the hell out of here before he goes all psycho and pulls a knife out on me again, but i couldn't help but wonder what if i failed?

what would he do to me? cut me, slap me , or worse Rape me.

I shivered at that last thought, i couldn't imagine sleeping with him he kidnapped me for christ sake and he wanted to doll me up to be his own personal doll that he could play with.

How the hell could i love an obsessive psychopath like that,

well I'm sure he wasn't always like that what if he is just lonely? My conscience asked me.

but he could have just asked me to go out with him,

He did! but you always said no and come on would you really give a guy like that the time of day?

My conscience was right i would have never given him a chance if i had it my way but i don't because he kidnapped me but although he was just trying to get my attention, i was ashamed to say that a small part inside of my found it adorable that he would go through all of this trouble just to be with me.

But the other part disgusted and that part won the argument at this point. Even though i felt somewhat sorry for him and his loneliness she still needed to get the hell out of here.


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