Posts by Lord-of-Buckets

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    For years Trace had stalked his childhood friend, staying in the friendzone and playing the part of "understanding and loving" bestfriend, but what she didnt know was that he loved her. He loved her so much it hurt. Even tho they were friends, he never let her in the house, because if she saw his shrine that was dedicated to her, his "nice guy" image would be shattered.


    He clamped his hand over her mouth, shushing her gently and whispering in her ears"its okay, its just me, trace...."


    he seemed on the outside, normal and abit qwirky in a funny way but he always seemed like a nice guy. But it was all an act. He HATED everone but his beloved.

    He smiled in the darkness behind her, smelling her hair as he had done in his dreams so many times. "please forgive me....i just, love you too much to let anyone else see you..." he said, just loud enough for her to hear.He combed hos finger through her silky smooth hair, carfully unraveling the braids from the from of her hair.
    "Are you allergic to any medications?" he asked, moving away from her and turning on a light, to reveal a plate with a needle and a seditive on it. Next to it was a pretty dress and some stockings.
    "youre so pure and beautiful, i would never defile you...."he said to himself.

    "Im so sorry, but if you cooperate you can dress yourself, ill even untie you, but i wanted you to wear this. I made it myself just for you..."he said blushing and picking it up to show her."I made it white and blue since you always wear darker colors... i thought youd look pretty in blue.." he said (the dress pic is on the bottom) "if youre hungry i made your favorite.."he said shower her a plate of her favorite food whatever that might be, "and i made that sweet tea you said you liked..."he said pouring her a glass.


    (thats okay, im going to bed soon but i will post in the morning or if you reply once more tonight)


    The room was very cozy for an underground bunker/basement. It had a small couch, a table with two chairs and the walls were a pale green. she was tied up and sitting on the couch,

    Osir (Oh-sear) stared at the beatiful girl, tempted to approch her. He saw the moon shine off of the sea and thought her to be ten times more beatiful. he quockly approched her "Oh fair maiden of moon and sea what do you walk upon land for?" he said, his more poetic side shining through.

    he turned around smiling and when he saw the rope burn on her wrists he frowned. "You look great, lemme see your wrists..." he said grabbing the needle and one of her wrists and a cream or whatever fron the desk draw i i i forgot to mention.

    He stuck the needle in the tender middle part of her wrist, right next to the vein and squeezed out an eigth of the liquid to numb her hand and than did the same to her other one. Than he applied the salve to her wounds and wrapped them neatly with gauze and medical tape. "sorry...."he said quickly sticking the needle in her neck in a way that didnt hurt but felt freaky. He quickly squeezed the rest of the liquid out. "I wanted to go to colledge for tailoring and dress making, but my dad wants me to be a doctor..."he said randomly as she was falling asleep. While she was asleep he put on the pretty shoes he bought her and peeked in his knot tying book, tying her ankles so the ropes wouldnt rub, but the knots were abit looser. He tied her hands infront of her using a special thumb lock that she couldnt get out of but she still hand partial use of her hands and arms. He carefully placed her on the couch, shutting off the lights and leaving for a few hours

    He was oht shopping, humming her favorite song(whatever that might be). He bought food and a cute hair clip and neclace for her. He stopped by the pet store, briefly considering buying her an animal for company while h was gone. He didnt th0. he bought a bunch of books for the empty bookshelf down there.


    The needles and sedatives were kept in the cabinet neer the light switch. just a random fact
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    he came back and hour after she woke up, humming with anouther meal and water.

    He handed her the large glass of water and plate of food. He ran his fingers through his hair sighing and sitting on the couch, downing his glass of wine and pouring anouther. Ever since he was a kid hes had extreme mood swings and often fell into fits of depression. His recent dip in finances due to kidnapping a person and buying her a bunch if exprensive stiff, hes recently stopped taking his meds because he cant afford it.

    He sat there waiting for her to finish. "Do you want a pet?" he asked suddenly. He poured anouther glass and at this point ive decided to make him a struggling bipolar achaholic.


    aorry im replying so late. was with boyfriendy. will be busy untill 7:00.

    He nodded, sighing and yawning. He got up and stretched, stealibg a few bites of food from the pot he brung it in. "Im gonna get going and go to sleep..." he said kissing her on the forehead and giving her a hug. He turned the couch thing into bed mode and went to leave after untying just her feet but leaving her in the thumb cuffs.

    he left, leaving to go to his house wich was directly ubove and next to them. he smiled and went to his room, laying on his bed and looking at all the pictures of her he had taken and put on his wall. He was a creep and often took ussles items of hers, like a hair clip or a nice pen and even her person diary which im supposing she possibly has

    He lay in bed for hours, thinking about her, all alone in the bunker. he got up and snuck in to the bunker, carefull not to wake her up. He layed down next to her, barely making a rustle. He brushed her hair with his fingers.