Yeah, I couldn't really think of a title, so there you go XD. Thanks again to everyone for bearing with me and my slow updates. Also, thank you again for the amazing comments (seriosuly, if there was I prize for best commenters, you guys would win). Enjoy the chapter!

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I was shaken out of sleep by a nightmare. It was one where an octopus was trying to suffocate me. I groaned and tried to sit up, but then fell back against the bed; my head hurt a little. Did I have a small fever or something? Maybe I should stay home and not go to school. Oh… no I couldn’t, since I wasn’t even at my own home.

I opened my eyes and stared into the darkness. I wished that there were windows; I didn’t really like it when it was pitch black. That was why I usually left the curtains open while I slept at home. I felt a deep stab of homesickness sink into my chest. I felt some warm tears in my eyes and decided to let them out. I was alone right then, so I might as well cry.

When my tears turned into soft sobs, I put my hand over my mouth to keep myself from making too much noise. I didn’t want to wake Shawn, much less let him see me cry.

I tensed in surprise when I felt something coil around my waist. “Ssshhh.” Whatever it was said soothingly.

Oh fuck, maybe my nightmare was actually real! “Octopus!” I yelled in fear, punching whatever was next to me.

“Ow! Damn, do you ever get tired of hitting me?” Shawn’s voice grumbled next to me.

I let out a sigh of relief. “That scared the shit out of me.”

“Why did you say octopus?” Shawn asked with a yawn.

“I had a nightmare that an octopus was squeezing me, and… Hold up, what the hell are you doing here!?” I yelled, trying to scramble off the bed. Shawn kept a tight hold on my waist.

“It’s okay, I’m not doing anything bad, just go back to sleep.” Shawn said lazily. He yanked me up against him. How the fuck was he so strong when he was half asleep!?

“Shit! Let go!” I tried to pry his arms away from my waist.

He ignored me and tightened his grip around my waist. “Why were you crying?” He asked.

I gave up the fight against him, lying limply in his arms. “Why do you think?” I sighed.

“You want to go home.” He said with an irritated tone. He tightened his grip on me.

“Ugh- would you mind not squeezing so tight?” I choked out; he was making hard for me to breath.

“Sorry, instincts.” He mumbled, loosening his grip slightly. What did he mean ‘instincts’?!

We lay in the darkness silently for a few moments. Feeling uncomfortable, I decided to speak; “Hey, could you let me go? I want to get up.”

“You know, I had a dream about you.” Shawn said on a completely irrelevant topic. “I think your scent triggered it.”

“Uh, good for you? Now can I get up?”

“You were obedient, loyal, loving, and cheerful.” He went on. Seriously, how was this even important in the slightest?!

“Why don’t you get together with dream me then, sounds like everyone would be happier.” I said. “Now, I’m thirsty and I have to pee, so let me up.”

“I hated dream you. I went along with it because I love your body, but it wasn’t you, so I hated you… I wonder why I hated dream you so much.” He mumbled drowsily.

Went along with what? “Wait a moment, was this a fucking wet dream?” I asked in revulsion. And why did I care about this again?

“I love you.” Shawn said passionately.

“Don’t ignore me you son of a bitch!” I screamed. Seriously, was he even talking to me, or was he talking to himself!?

Shawn laughed. “Sorry Jake, I guess that I was just thinking out loud.” He removed one of his arms from me and turned on a light.

I squinted in the bright light for a moment, but when my eyes adjusted, I turned to look at Shawn. I was blinded by a perfectly toned torso. What the- why wasn’t he wearing a shirt!? Or… was he even wearing pants? His bottom half was still covered by the sheets. “ Why the fuck are you shirtless? …Y-You aren’t naked, right?” I stuttered out.

Shawn smirked and poked my cheek. “Aw, what a cute shade of pink.” He teased. “And what if I am naked~?” He asked suggestively.

I clambered off of the bed in a panic, moving a safe distance away. A naked Shawn didn’t sound like something that would end well for me. I watched him wearily.

Shawn sighed. “Calm you fine ass down; I’m wearing pants.” He kicked off the blankets to prove it. “Unless you want me to take them off.”

“No, I’m good.” I said quickly. “And why are you even in here in the first place?” I asked suspiciously, gesturing to the room.

“You were unconscious in the room next door; did you seriously think that I’d pass the chance up to get close to you?” He stated blatantly, raising an eyebrow. Ugh, I should have known better than to actually fall asleep with him around. Maybe I shouldn’t shower either; since the door didn’t have a lock. In fact, I was starting to feel uncertain about even taking a crap. Well, that sounded like a great future of constant constipation, insomnia, and filth. Fan-fucking-tastic.

I glared at him silently and then walked out of the room. I was thirsty after crying. Also, the last time I remembered drinking was the day before- and it was soup, not really a drink. I turned on the main light and walked over to the kitchen to get a drink of water. So much for never going to the bathroom.

Shawn exited the bedroom a few moments later. “Being woken up by someone screaming ‘octopus’ and getting punched wasn’t really how I wanted to get up this morning.” He mumbled, rubbing a spot on his shoulder. That must have been where I punched him. He let out a large yawn. “But damn, that was the best night of sleep I had in weeks.” He smiled at me. “I usually spent my nights watching you."

He could have just kept that to himself. I frowned at him in discomfort, but looked away a few moments later because he was still shirtless. Ugh, why the fuck did his abs look so picture-perfect? I couldn’t stand looking at him without getting red in the face! It was fucking humiliating…

Shawn noticed my reaction and chuckled. “Maybe I should go shirtless more often, it certainly catches your attention.”

“…Shut up.” I grumbled, not having been able to think of a retort.

Shawn sat on the counter next to me and snatched my glass of water away from me. He brought it to his lips and drank the rest of it. “I have to get ready for school soon…” He sighed in annoyance.

Well that was a pleasant surprise. “Why do you need to go?” I asked curiously, not hiding the fact that I was happy to be left alone.

Shawn looked at me in irritation. “You sure seem excited.” He grumbled.

I shrugged, trying to look impassive. Truth was, I was overjoyed! If he left, maybe I would have a chance to escape.

Shawn sighed and ran a hand through his blonde hair. “You could at least make more of an effort to hide how happy you are.” He grumbled. “If I didn’t go to school, then people might start getting suspicious of me once they notice you’re gone, so it’s better to play it safe.” He said, answering my question.

“Do you know what would make people even less suspicious? If you took me with you and let me go home.” I said sourly, shooting a glare at Shawn.

He glared back at me. “You’d better quit that before I get horny.” He warned, leaning towards me.

“Yeah? Well… wait, what?!” I exclaimed, jumping away from him. He was so damn spontaneous! I frowned at him uneasily. “Go to damn school.”

Shawn laughed. “Yeah, yeah.” He jumped down from the counter and walked inside his bedroom.

As soon as the door closed I let out a sigh and tried to rub any possible red off of my cheeks. Nobody should be allowed to be that good looking- especially not merciless criminals. Seriously, why the hell did he become a murderer when he could have gotten some modeling gig?

Shit, I really had to stop thinking about how good Shawn looked. I needed to focus on my plan for the day! It was already Thursday, which meant I had one more day to somehow escape and get home. Luckily, Shawn was going to school that day, which meant that I could try to escape without being stopped for a good seven hours.

Wait! If he was leaving, that meant that he had to go through some kind of exit! I would finally find out where the door was! Unless Shawn drugged me to make sure that I didn’t see it… I would have to watch out for that.

Shawn, having put on some clothes, walked out of his room with a backpack over his shoulder. He smiled lovingly at me. “Is there anything you’d like me to get while I’m gone Jakey?” He asked.

I thought a moment. “Explosives.”

“Not happening.” Shawn said. “But seriously, is there any food that you want me to get?”

“Explosives; preferably with enough power to destroy a wall enforced with metal.” I responded.

“You can’t eat explosives.” Shawn said in annoyance.

“And you can’t kidnap people.” I retorted.

Shawn smirked. “I can, just not legally.” He stated. “And if you don’t want anything, I guess that I’ll be on my way.”

I blinked in surprise. Wait, he wasn’t going to drug me or anything to make sure that I didn’t know where the exit was?

Shawn gave me a knowing smirk. “But before I leave…” He held out a long cloth to me, “I need to make sure that you don’t see the door.”

He stepped towards me, and I backed away instinctively. “You’re going to drug me again?” I asked worriedly.

Shawn shook his head. “Just blindfold.” He said. “I’m going to put this on you, and you’re going to keep your hands at your sides and count out loud to sixty. Once you’re done counting you can take it off, but not any time before.” He explained.

I raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “What happens if I do?”

“I off everyone you care about.” He declared emotionlessly.

I should have guessed. “Fine.” I said reluctantly, shooting him a glare.

Shawn smiled and motioned for me to turn around. I did so reluctantly. I closed my eyes as Shawn slipped the cloth over them. After wrapping the cloth around my head a few times, he tied a knot at the back.

There was a moment of silence. What was he doing? Was he already gone? Or was he waiting for me to start counting? “Uh, Shawn are you still the-” I was cut off by a sudden kiss on the mouth.

“Sorry, I had to do that.” He said softly after pulling away.

It took me a few moments to collect myself. “No you didn’t! Fuck! Why do you keep doing that?” I asked agitatedly before wiping my mouth on my shoulder.

“Because I love you.” He stated, stroking my cheek.

I snapped my head away. “Just because I’m blindfolded doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want.” I grumbled.

“You’re right; even without a blindfold I can do whatever I want.” He said smugly.

“Asshole, hurry up and leave already.” I muttered.

“I guess I am pretty late.” Shawn sighed. “I guess you should start counting. I’ll see you later Love.” He said. “Oh, and don’t do anything stupid.” He warned.

“Bite me.” I said before beginning to count. “One… two… three… four- ow!” I yelped suddenly, felling something sharp on my ear. Did he just fucking bite me!? “What the hell!?”

“You told me to bite you.” He said in defense. Note to self, be very careful about what you say around Shawn.

“It’s a damn expression… Oh forget it, just leave and stop harassing me.” I muttered in embarrassment. Seriously, how many times a day was he going to assault me?

“Okay, okay, I’ll see you later Cutie.” Shawn chuckled.

“Yeah, later.” I grumbled. I began counting again. “One… two… three… four…”

After sixty seconds went by I reached behind my head to undo the knot on my blindfold. Once I got it off I chucked it to the side and looked around. Yup, Shawn was gone. He didn’t even make any noise while leaving, so I wasn’t any closer to finding the exit. Oh well, I might as well look around for it anyway.

I looked in the bedrooms, along the walls of the living rooms, and even in the bathroom, but I couldn’t find any hint as to where the exit was. Oh well, I wasn’t really counting on it anyway. If Shawn didn’t want me to find the door, than I was pretty sure that I wasn’t going to. Besides, the door probably had a passcode or finger pad anyway.

“Well, I guess I should find a different way out then.” I said to myself, trying to get myself motivated.

For the next few hours I tried schemes that I had thought up in the past day I was inside the prison. I had thought of a lot. I stood on the table and stabbed at the ceiling with chairs, I tried hitting the walls with a pan to check for any part that wasn’t reinforced by metal, and I even tried to yell though the small ventilation shafts. The only thing that I hadn’t tried by the end was blowing up the stove, but because I seriously didn’t feel like dying in a fire anytime soon, I decided not to risk it.

I sighed to myself in despair. Now what? “I guess I have to think of more plans.” I mumbled to myself. Hm, maybe a movie would give me an idea. The TV had a DVD player, so I figured there had to be some movies somewhere.

I started to look through some drawers and cabinets. After finding drawers full of tablemats and another with magazines and books, I found a cabinet by the television fill with movies.

After flipping through some rom-coms and horrors, I decided to watch a nature documentary. What? I thought that learning about tree frogs would give me ideas about how to escape!... Okay no, honestly I just thought that the voice of the narrator was calming. Thanks to the repeated escape failures, I was feeling pretty demotivated and stressed, so I could use his company… even if he was just going to tell me about the mating behaviors of birds and shit.

“I’m too fucking desperate.” I sighed as I slid the DVD into the slot. Then, after I found the remote, I turned the TV on and started the documentary.

“In the rainforests of South America, the Hyacinth Macaw, a parrot with a length of 100cm…” The narratorlectured on about the macaw.

I sighed. Maybe I should have chosen an action flick; it would at least give me some ideas. I watched the documentary anyway.

After about half an hour, I heard a soft clang somewhere. Was Shawn back or something? I waited a moment to see if I imagined it. After I heard another clang, this time a little louder, I muted the TV and stood up. I walked slowly towards the left, where I heard the sound. If Shawn was coming back, maybe I would get to see where the fuck the exit was.

A really loud noise resounded. It seemed like it was coming from the bathroom. Huh, maybe the pipes were just clogged up or something. I walked over to the bathroom without much worry.

A person exiting the bathroom bumped into me. “Ah, Shawn what…” I trailed off. That wasn’t Shawn.

The person smiled condescendingly. “Oh, hello Jake, happy I could catch you alone.”

My eyes widened in terror. “S-Spike?” I stammered, backing away from the murderer.

Spike smiled sneeringly at me. “I don’t think you’re boyfriend liked it the last time you called me that.”

I felt like my heart was going to stop. This couldn’t be happening. I backed farther away. He was seriously injured right? If I could get a hold of something, maybe I could defend myself.

“Not so fast.” Spike said. He held up a gun to me.

I looked at the gun fearfully. Was he planning to shoot me!? Was this his revenge against Shawn for injuring him so badly!? I felt my body go numb with fear.

Spike smirked. “You think I’m going to kill you? I wont if you do what I say; after all, what kind of human being would I be if I killed someone who saved my life?”

I swallowed. “Th-then what do you want?” I asked shakily.

“What I’ve always wanted; to make Card squirm.” Spike said with a serious expression. “Also, you’re kind of interesting. It’s not every day someone saves the life of someone who almost killed them after all.”

I stared at the gun pointed at my chest tensely. “So… what are you going to do?”

Spike narrowed his eyes determinedly. “I’m going to take away what Card loves most.” He said. “And this time, I’m not going to slip up.”

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Spike is back! And he's still hatefully obsessed with Card! I mean, who breaks into someone's place while critically injured just to kidnap the love interest of someone who wants to kill them... obviously Spike.

This is also my first legit cliffhanger in a while (I feel the love already)! Oh, and the number of reads and comments I have.... I just don't even know what to say anymore, its insane for me (I say this every chapter don't I). Well, thank you for being patient, and thanks again for reading!