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I sigh because what else am I going to do? I don’t have any kind of power here. My life is not my own so I’ll just have to deal. He brings the spoon back up to my mouth and I open it this time.
I don’t want to fight anymore, at least not right now. Hopefully after this he’ll just leave me the hell alone for a while. After he’s done feeding me, making sure I eat the whole bowl of soup, he gives me some water to drink.
“What now?” I ask, just as my eyes begin to feel droopy. Not even a minute later, I’m succumbing to the darkness that is now my friend.
Thirty-One
RAINE
Hands grabme and I feel nothing but pain. Why does it hurt so much? I’m surrounded by darkness. So much darkness that I can’t see anything in front of me. My feet are firmly planted on the ground and when I try to move, I realize that I’m stuck in this spot. Why is there so much darkness surrounding me?
My head is fuzzy and I can’t remember where I am or why I’m even here. I feel like I’m frozen here, but why? Ugh, so many whys and yet I don’t have an answer.
A few moments later I hear voices surround me. As I try to call out for help, no sound comes out of my mouth. I look around but I can’t see anyone there. It sounds like they’re getting closer though. It takes a second to realize that they’re all laughing and then I hear the whispers begin. They’re calling me names and not nice names either. Why are they always so mean when they don’t even know me?
In the next instant, the scene changes and I’m lying on the road at the back of a car. A guy in a mask is over me and I feel his hands on me. His touch is bruising and punishing and doesn’t feel right at all.
He slaps and punches me. I scream for help but no one comes for me. When I look up, I see that they’re all gone. They all left without helping me. The guy starts to strip before he covers my body with his. I realize that I’m naked. A scream rips out of me when he begins to push inside me…
My screams wake me up as I jackknife into a sitting position on the bed. I scramble and flail around because I’m tangled up in the sheets. My breathing is erratic and I have to take a few deep breaths to center myself. I realize that I’m in the room alone and no one is here with me. Fuck! I hate these fucking nightmares.
It takes a moment to calm down. As I look around the unfamiliar room, it all comes back to me. I’ve been kidnapped and I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to escape this place. The last thing I remember is eating the soup and then feeling drowsy right after.
Fucking asshole definitely drugged me. I rub my hand and notice that I’m not strapped to the bed anymore and I’m not cuffed either. Well then, I wonder what changed his mind.
I turn on the lamp and then get up to use the bathroom. When I’m done, I walk over to the door to try it but it’s locked. I try the window again but it’s the same thing. I wonder if I could break it. I walk over to the table and unplug the lamp with every intention of breaking the damn window.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I hear coming from the door. I let out a scream as I put the lamp back onto the table.
“What the fuck? Don’t just sneak up on someone like that!” I snap.
“I heard you scream and came to check on you. Is everything alright? By the way, the window is made of laminated glass, which means it’s shatter proof,” he says casually.
“I’m fine. I just had a nightmare,” I say in a soft voice, suddenly drained. I don’t want to fight with this guy, especially when I’m in the middle of feeling so many different things at once.
“Get back in bed,” he tells me. “I’m pretty sure this will be happening a lot in the next week or so. You’re beginning to have withdrawals from not having any more coke in your body,” he says.
“How do you even know so much about me?” I grumble. Oh, did I forget to mention that he’s still wearing that stupid mask?
“You don’t need to know that yet,” he says before motioning me back to the bed.
I get in. I’m surprised when he gets in beside me too. He pulls me into his arms and I’m stiff because I was not expecting this at all.
“What are you doing? I’m not having sex with you! Is this your thing? Do you kidnap people and then want to have sex with them?” I shriek.
“You’re the first girl I’ve ever taken and you’re going to be the last, and it was for your own good. I don’t want to have sex with you. I just want you to get some rest,” he says.
“So, you don’t find me attractive?” I question him.
Ugh, what is wrong with me? I must be losing it. I don’t want to have sex with my kidnapper, but now that he said he doesn’t, I’m confused.
“Go to sleep and stop thinking so hard. I want nothing more than to fuck the shit out of you. But getting you better both physically and mentally is my first priority,” he says calmly.
“Why? I certainly didn’t ask you to,” I grumble. “I’d rather you just left me alone to deal with my self-pity and my problems alone.”
“No can do, princess. You deserve the fucking world and I’m going to make sure you get it,” he growls at me. I stay quiet after that, lost in my own thoughts. I’m wondering who the hell is this guy and why he cares so much. He starts to stroke my hair and it feels so good that I eventually drift off to sleep again.
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