As Tessa starts her senior year she plans to have fun. But that doesn't exactly happen when her enemies family moves back to town. There are so many problems with this, but the main problem is that she starts to get close with Hardin Scott, her enem...
He opens the door and walks out, closing the door behind him.
I have about fifteen minutes before David comes in.
What should I do until then?
I need to come up with a plan to overpowering him. I have the surprise affect, but he's much stronger than me. I've been taught how to over power someone older and stronger than me but it's been a while since I've done it. Well I've spared with the entire football team and Hardin, but that's about it.
I don't know if I can do it.
I start to stretch out my limbs so I'm not all clamped up. Once all my muscles are stretched out I feel like I'm going to die.
My anxiety is getting higher by the second.
I'm going to finally face my rapist and I can't do it.
I've imagined this so many times and this is by far the worse than anything I imagined.
He's going to-. No, I can't think like that.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I can't.
But I have to, too see my mom, Brandon, and Scarlett. To make sure Sam is safe. To have the life Hardin and I talked about.
I have to because I'm not doing this for only me.
That's when I get an idea.
I turn off the light and get back on the bed.
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The door opens. The lights turn back on.
David walks in and smirks at my naked bruised teary figure. I'm laying on the bed, with the handcuffs on.
He closes the door and locks it.
He walks towards me. He wipes my drippy mascara off my face, with a smile on his.
He digs his hand in his pocket and takes out a key. He starts to unlock the handcuffs.
I knew it.
Once they are off, he starts to hand me my clothes that are scattered around the room.
I hesitantly put them back on as he sits on the chair, watching me. "You look more beautiful than you did last time," David says in a sadistic voice.
Once I'm fully dressed, I sit back on the bed, trying to make myself small.
He stares at me, waiting to see what I'm going to do.
I have a clear view to the door, it's just a matter of if I'm fast enough.
I'm not. But he knows I'm going to try.
So that's what I do.
I make a run towards the door. He grabs me and throws me back on the bed.
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