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TW: r*pe - if you want to skip it, I have the start and end marked <3
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Third Person POV - Secret Location - November 11th

"What do you want from me?"

Eva opened her laptop and placed it on a table.

"For you to love me," she spat, spinning around to face Liam.

Her face just a few inches away from his, she dropped her hard glare and smiled brightly at him.

"And you will, darling."

Liam glared at her.

"I most certainly will not," he shot back.

Eva wiped the smile off of her face, and stared harshly at him.

"Oh, you will," she said, before muttering under her breath, "if you want Fallon to be okay."

Despite her whisper, he caught it.

"Excuse me? Don't you dare touch her. Kill me instead if you're so desperate."

She backed away from him and tapped on the laptop's keyboard.

"You know, that would make sense. I kill you and then kill myself, and then we can be together in Hell. But..."

She turned her head to look at Liam over her shoulder.

"...That isn't as fun."

Not knowing what she was planning, Liam started to get worried again. It was obvious that she was going to do something to Fallon, and with him being tied up in an unfamiliar location, there was nothing he could do about it.

He tugged at his arms and legs, trying to break the rope.

"Aw, that won't work, sweetie. You tried that thirty minutes ago."

He sighed and slumped his shoulders.

"Do whatever you want to me, but please, for the love of god, don't hurt Fallon," he pleaded, still keeping some of his confidence to not make it seem like he gave up.

Eva turned away from her laptop again, facing Liam once more. She smiled that mischievous smile of hers.

"Oh, I won't hurt her."

Furrowing his eyebrows, Liam looked at the ground.

Is there something else going on that I don't know about?

Eva chuckled and patted his shoulder as she walked behind him.

"Don't you worry that pretty little face of yours."

He rolled his eyed and huffed out a sarcastic laugh.

"You're insane."

The woman froze in her place. Spinning around, she quickly found herself stood in front of Liam. Her face almost touched his, and with one hand gripping onto the chair's armrest, her other hand was pointing at his chest. She poked him harshly as she spoke.

"Say that again and I will kill her."

Liam remained silent as Eva slowly got off of him and went back to whatever she was doing behind his back. He frowned, worried that he may never see his wife again. Not to mention, she still had a healing wound and consistent panic attacks. Those factors could be what leads her to her demise. He was already so close to losing her, he really didn't want to go through it again.

Wanting to shoot back a rude remark, he decided it was best to keep to himself. He had already ticked Eva off, and he was afraid of what she might do if he really pushed her limits.

For a few minutes, Eva tinkered with her computer. She had set it up on the table that was in front of Liam, and since he couldn't lean forward in his chair much, she pushed the table closer to him. It almost touched his knees.

"Now watch," she told him firmly, stepping off to the side.

Confused, Liam focused his attention to the black screen.

All of a sudden, it flickered on, revealing a knocked out Fallon lying on the floor in some warehouse. His face dropped as he gazed sadly at his wife.

"Fallon?"

Her arms were tied behind her back, and she had a piece of fabric tied around her face, covering her mouth.

[howdy new readers! i cut out the r*pe bit that started at this point because it made me uncomfortable leaving it here :) i think ive kept in enough information to still know what was missed. stay safe my lovelies <3]

He softly gasped when someone new came into view.

"Evan?"

He walked towards Fallon, an evil smirk on his face.

Liam's eyes widened when he realized what the man was planning to do.

Evan approached the unconscious woman, undoing his belt and tossing it to the side.

"No," Liam coughed out, panicky.

He viciously pulled on his arms, desperately trying to break free.

"No... no, no, no!"

His chair rocked, but he was unsuccessful and remained tied up.

[yada yada yada]

This feeling made Fallon want to puke.

So she did.

Still on her back, she coughed out her vomit as it moistened her mouth covering. She tried to turn her head to direct her puke onto the floor, and for the most part, it worked. It seeped through the fabric and onto the ground.

She spluttered in pain as she closed her eyes again.

Feeling a sudden surge of rage, Liam somehow ripped one of his arms out of the grasp of the rope. Eva didn't notice, but it didn't help much because of his other tied limbs.

"Fallon!" he rasped.

Fallon rolled onto her side, avoiding her vomit. She tucked her bare legs up to her chest and hid her face in her knees.

She shook violently with her sobs.

Liam's heart broke. It killed him that he couldn't be there to comfort her or get her medical help. There was no way she was left uninjured.

"Fallon?" he whispered, hoping that she could hear him through whatever screen that was in front of her.

She sobbed harder, seemingly unaware of the computer that was set up ten feet away from her.

The pain took over all of her senses, and she cried.

She felt completely violated.

She felt as if her body was no longer hers.

So she sobbed.

And so did Liam.

He didn't even notice that Eva had retied the rope around his newly freed arm.
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