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My eye travels from the floor, working my way up the strangers body. When I get to his face, I gasp, a feeling of dread overcoming me. “Evan?” I whisper, horrified. “What have you done?”
“What have I done? I haven’t done anything. It’s you. You are responsible.”
“Where am I?”
“You’re home.” Taking my eye off him for a second, I look around. The surroundings are familiar, so very familiar. It’s not my apartment, or my mother’s house.
“Where am I?” I repeat, my voice slowly coming back to me.
“You don’t know?” The pain in my head causes my eyes to go in and out of focus. I try to pinpoint an area in the room, and it’s then that I figure out where I am.
“We’re on Fire Island?”
“Good girl. Got it in one try.”
“Why?”
“Because no one will find you here.” He’s right. The island is deserted this time of year; there’s no one here to save me.
“Evan, what have you done?” I whisper, horrified.
“I’m going to make sure you’re mine, no matter what it takes.” Continuing to fight through the pain, I lift my head and look around. I’m in my old bedroom, tied to the bed, with a blanket covering me. My body throbs.
“What have you done?” I say, tears running down my face.
“You’re mine,” he growls. “Now and forever. I’ll make sure of that.”
Throwing the blanket on the floor, he strips and climbs on top of me. I’m so weak, I can’t fight back, even if I weren’t tied up. Forcing my legs apart, he takes me. I could scream, but no one would hear me. Tears stream down my face as he continues his torturous assault. “You. Are. Mine,” he growls against my ear. “No one will have you but me.”
“Please, Evan. Stop,” I beg. He ignores my pleas and slaps me across the face.
“Shut up!” he screams. “If you would have just listened to me, this could have all been prevented.”
“Stop!” I moan, sobbing. The last thing I remember is blinding pain before everything goes black again.
Slowly, I start to come to. I’m lying on the bed, cold and naked, every inch of my body sore. My wrists are raw and bleeding from the rope. My arms ache from being over my head. I need to find a way out, and fast.
Looking around, I search for something, anything that could free me, but the room is empty. Evan removed everything but the bed. I try to pull against the knotted rope, but it’s no use. The binds are too tight. Noises come from the living room and a minute later, Evan strolls in. “It’s about time you woke up. We need to talk.”
“Fuck you,” I yell.
“If you insist,” he says, a smirk across his face.
“Don’t come near me. Leave me alone.”
“Olivia, you are mine, and I will do with you as I see fit.”
“You’ve completely lost your mind.”
“You did this to me,” he snarls.
“No, you did this to yourself when you went and knocked up Brandi.”
Evan stares down at me and laughs. “Well, that’s no longer an issue.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You see, when I pushed her down the stairs—I mean, when she fell down the stairs . . .”
