Prologue

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(Disclaimer: I will be staying with the POV of either Richard or Matt until they find Lilly. Just know she is severely abused and sexually assaulted)

I'm pacing in front of the bench chewing my nails down to nubs. I'm so scared and anxious. Would it be wrong of me to leave my best friend with this psychopath? Of course it would be, he wasn't her problem to deal with. Maybe there would be a chance for us both to escape? Get her and run back to the guys apartment. It was possible I'd just have to wait and see when they got here. God I'm so nervous. I take a seat on the bench, still chewing and picking at my nails and the skin around them.

Then I hear it, "Lily!" Sam hollers out causing me to look up quickly. Travis has her by the arm and is roughly pulling her along. Feeling a zing of panic and stand up and rush forward.

"Get your hands off her!" I say watching as Sam stumbles but Travis doesn't stop walking. He just keeps dragging her along.

When he gets about a foot from me he holds out his hand. "I will let her go the second I have you under control." He looks totally psychotic, eyes wild and hair sticking out in every direction. He has on a dark pair of sweat pants and a dark T-shirt. They look like they hadn't been washed in god knows how long.

Slowly I reach out my hand towards his but he doesn't wait for me to get there. Instead he just grabs me and pulls me against his body. He wraps a tight arm around my waist and I have to fight down the bile that rises in my throat. Definitely hasn't showered in a while. He throws Sam to the ground and starts backing away with me. I push against him trying to get loose but it just frustrates him.

He slaps me across the face and says, "Quite moving or I will kill you right here, right now." A sob tears through my lips and I bring a hand up to hold my jaw that was now throbbing. He pulls me roughly to a car waiting at the entrance to the park and he roughly throws me into the backseat. He gets in the drivers seat and as he gets the car on I try to quickly spring out of the doors but find they are child safety locked. Meaning they can only be opened from the outside.

"You're stuck with me now baby." He says with a sickeningly evil smile on his face. I whimper again sinking into the backseat. This is proving to be just as bad as I had feared.

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