Chapter 103

*****Sofia's POV*****

I wake up to more pain.

It's sharp and bruising

a heavy throb that pulses from behind my eyes, spreading like wildfire throughout my head.

My whole body feels numb and sore, like I've been through something terribly violent...

For a long moment, I can't even remember where I am. The darkness presses in around me, wrapping itself around my chest and squeezing the breath from my lungs.

I blink back slowly, trying to push myself up, but... something's wrong. My wrists.

They're tied.

Wait... I've been here before...

I'm tied up, again.

I freeze.

A sickening weight settling in my stomach, heavy with the realisation of where I still was.

I struggle, my heart starting to hammer in my chest as I yank at the restraints, but the plastic digs deeper into my skin, and the pain only intensifies.

I gasp loudly, panic rising up fast, the world tilting around me as I thrash against the bed and start to scream hysterically.

I can't breathe. I can't think. My body trembles uncontrollably as the overwhelming feeling of being trapped presses down on me.

Everything was blurry after... after Ashton. Passing out. The car. The conversation. The slap...

I shudder, remembering the coldness in his eyes.... his face coming in to my mind like a crazed stalker.

I blink again, slowly this time in an attempt to calm my breathing, forcing myself to take in the room around me properly.

It's small. Barren. White walls that feel sterile and unwelcoming. A door that's slightly ajar, the faintest sliver of light spilling in from the hallway, but nothing else. No windows, no sounds from outside. Just suffocating silence. This is a nightmare.

I must be dreaming?

the pain in my wrists, the overwhelming sense of being

to let me go, but how will I do that if he isn't

the restraints again, harder this time, desperation making my hands shake. It's useless.

turn my head, looking around

then I hear

at all that could

closing and locking somewhere in

I freeze, straining my

could

my throat as the footsteps come

creaks

Before there he is....

yell at him, cuss him out, but I can't get the words out. Not yet. My voice is thick, suffocating with growing fear. "Ashton," I whisper, my voice shaking. But it feels hollow, like

his figure looming in

starts, as I pull my knees up to my chest, shrinking back

twisted. Disturbing. And I don't know why, but it sends

soft, like he's speaking to a child.

blink, confused for

Calm down?!

the reason for my thumping headache and for my passing out the

was most definitely concussed, as I felt the nausea sitting in the pit of my stomach, a

us for

calm down, then I'll untie you, how about that?" Ashton tests, dangling the carrot of my freedom in front of

least be free to find an escape... but I have to play my cards right

had proven already that he was prepared to be violent and I couldn't risk hitting my head for a third time

by now for all I knew, especially with the lack of windows in the room to help me tell how long it had

out for in total I wonder? Between the first time and the second? It all

gone by now? Were people

Surely not when Emma knew I was supposed to stay

in to his back pocket, before retrieving a pair of scissors as my eyes immediately light up with hope. This is seeming to go a little better than the

try to run or scream anymore... deal? Just let me show you around for a minute?" Ashton continues on, taking his time to round the side of the bed

outweighed me in both height and muscle, I would have no chance out running

down to face me at eye level next

he smiles slowly - reaching a hand up to stroke my

hand that he

to bask in the silent

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