Chapter 12

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“Kristina, I’m gonna need you to wake up baby.”

Kristina looks up and sees Levi with a pale face as if he was sick with his arms wrapped around her, lying right next to her, “I’m not awake?” she says confused.

“No you’re not, but you need to wake up,” Levi says as he sits up.

Kristina sits up too and sees that they are on a hospital bed in a hospital, “Why should I listen to you? Why should I trust anything you say?” she snaps.

Levi grabs her hands and pulls her into his arms hugging her, Kristina starts to cry, she tries to stop but she can’t. Levi runs his fingers through her hair, “Wake up for me, please.” He says gently as he runs his fingers through her hair soothing her then suddenly he balls her hair up in his fist and yanks down, making her scream in pain.

Kristina jumps up awake gasping for air. At first she thinks her eyes are closed but wherever she is, its pitch black. She feels around her and she realizes she’s on a bed then everything comes back to her, she panics, frantically touching her body in the dark as if something is missing. Then she feels a throbbing pain at the back of her head, as she placing her fingers to feel here the pain is coming from she feels a dried up bloody wound suddenly remembering banging her head on the wall and she immediately starts to cry. Kristina, pull yourself together! Stop crying and get the fuck out of here, Kristina wipes her eyes and exhales deeply as she feels around the bed and slowly gets up causing her head to spin before she can focus on her balance she sees a line of light on the floor looking like it’s coming from under a door. She walks towards it and feels for a doorknob, when she finds it she slowly opens it she sees that she’s still in Malcolm’s hotel suite but so far she sees no sign of him. She walks pass the living room and the bar, Kristina find something to defend yourself, She goes behind the bar and finds a knife then slowly makes her way towards the front door of the suite. Before she reaches the door it suddenly opens and Malcolm comes in with a bag in his hand.

“You’re awake.” he says with a smile.

“I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU TOUCH ME I WILL STAB YOU!” Kristina screams as she points the knife toward Malcolm.

Malcolm puts his hands up, “Kristina calm down, I went to get some bandages and ointments for the bruise in the back of your head and the bite you gave me,” he says with another smile.

“CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN! YOU HELD ME CAPTIVE FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG! YOU PROBABLY EVEN RAPED ME!” she shouts as she feels the tears streaming down her face.

“You only been here for an hour and I assure you if we were to engage in any sexual activity I would want conscious and completely aware of everything,” he says with a smile.

Kristina doesn’t know what to say her head begins to throb, “I just want to leave,” she says quietly. Malcolm moves closer to her, “MOVE BACK!” she screams shaking the knife toward him, “I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU COME ANY CLOSER,” she shouts as he walks towards her causing her to swing the knife wildly in the air towards him but he dodges it then swiftly makes his way behind her, grabbing her hand as he squeezes it crushing the bones in her hand making her scream and quickly drop the knife on the floor. Kristina cries, This is it I’m going to die.

Malcolm puts his arm around her waist keeping her place as she struggles to move and get out his grip, “Kristina, calm down please.” he breathes in her ear as he runs his fingers through the curls in her hair, “I just want to talk to you.”

“HEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPP!” Kristina screams toward the open door.

Malcolm looks up as the front door and he quickly goes over and closes it with Kristina screaming and kicking in his arms. Then he walks over to the nearest couch and sits down pulling her down to sit on his lap at the same time. With his left arm firmly around her waist, with his other hand he undid his tie and quickly wrapped it around her mouth, “I didn’t want to do that to you.” he says with a frown as he wipes the tears from her eyes, caressing her face, “Well not right now anyways.” he smiles cynically at her as she slaps his face. Before she can do it again he uses his free hand to grab her hands, “Ohhh I like that.” he winks at her.

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