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?

wrists, the overwhelming sense of

stay here, I'll have to convince him to let me go, but how will I do that

my hands

head, looking around for

I hear

could help me break

and locking somewhere in the distance

I freeze,

what to say. What could I say to make him see

as the footsteps come closer, nearer, until they

door creaks

Before there he is....

to 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

his figure looming in the

starts, as I pull my knees up

up into something resembling a smile, but it's twisted. Disturbing. And I don't know

he's speaking to a child. "You need to calm down now, I don't want to hurt

blink, confused for

Calm down?!

pants, coming to terms with the reason for my thumping headache and for my

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

continues. Join us for the complete

you, how about that?" Ashton

I'll at least be free to find an escape... but I have to play

proven already that he was prepared to be violent and I couldn't

could have been days by now for all I knew, especially with the lack of windows in the room to help me tell how

total I wonder? Between the first time and the second? It all made me feel growingly

by now? Were people out

not when Emma knew I was supposed to

step is untying you, ok?" He seems to reach his hand 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 first time

you around for a minute?" Ashton continues on, taking his time to round the side of the bed in which I was currently tied to. I only nod again, already knowing that it was in my best interest to stay calm

and muscle, I would have no chance out running or even fighting him back...

through his teeth, leaning down to face me at eye level next as I swallow the

and with that, he smiles slowly - reaching a hand

same hand that he had just slapped

could practically feel myself tremble beneath his touch as I allowed for him to bask in the silent moment for a few minutes longer - just hoping that each second

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