I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 1)

I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 23)

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Jake's POV

Seth wiped away the remaining tears and smiled at me. It warmed my heart to know that he was happier, "Thanks Jake. I'm truly thankful." He whispered. I shrugged, "You're my brother and I don't like seeing you like this." Seth smiled, "Kinda makes me look like a wimp, huh?" I laughed lightly, "No. No it doesn't. It actually proves that you're twice as tough as I thought you were. Only a true man can cry." Seth smiled at me and punched my arm playfully, "I love you, bro." I smiled and ran my hand through his hair, messing it up, "Love you too."

But little did we know that it would be a year before we'd find Aislin again.

End of Recap

1 year later

Aislin's POV

I had lost all hope of anyone ever finding me months ago. I did think that they had started to search for me but soon gave up after they couldn't find me. I just wish that they would look a little harder because...well...I was miserable. Blake was a horrible person. I hated him so much and the day that he died, I would laugh at his death. I would jump up and down on his grave because I would know that he was gone for good.

But that was never going to happen.

He treated me like a dog. As if I were lower than dirt and had no respect for me whatsoever. The only thing he did decently for me was allowed me to sleep on a soft bed. And even that wasn't enough to drown out my cries of suffering into the blankets. Because the bed I slept on was also the bed he...he raped me on. Yes...I am no longer a virgin because of that damn bastard. I hate him!! He took away the last of my innocence the first night he'd brought me to this place. I didn't even get a good glance at it when I was taken out of the car because Blake had knocked me out and I woke up in this room. I had been in it for the entire year I'd been kidnapped. And I was already going insane.

I missed looking at the clear blue skies and watching the birds fly around. I missed warming up in the sun and taking in its warmth and comfort. I had been locked away in this room for an entire year and I was losing it. The only thing I could really do was read a book but there were no books either. So I pretty much only had a simple daily routine:

1.I would wake up every morning to someone whipping my back legs or arms

2. I would get a tiny meal that wasn't even enough for a dog to eat

3. Blake would come in and rape me

4. Blake would then order one of the maids to give me a bath and wash away the fresh wounds he'd give me for fighting against him

5. I would again be given a dinner meal that was slightly larger than the first one

6. I would get a beating from Blake for whatever he was angry for

7. And I would go to sleep and wake up the next morning to repeat the process

My life had gone on like this for the year and I was becoming like a broken robot; malfunctioning and not listening to my...master...and then getting a couple of hits with a hammer on the head. I was soon becoming suicidal and wished that Blake would just beat me senseless one day enough to kill me and end my pain. I was sick of living like this.

I was sitting on my butt, hands wrapped around my legs, and chin resting on my knees, rocking back and forth in the corner of the room when my eyes spotted the wall clock that said 1:58 P.M. It was going to be very soon that Blake would come in and do his 'job' on me. I shuddered in revulsion and felt tears slipping down my cheeks as I thought about Seth and our past memories. I wondered what he was doing and if he had forgotten about me already. My heart beat furiously in my chest and it felt as if it would explode. Just the thought of Seth holding another girl, that wasn't me, in his arms crushed my spirit and my will to live on. I wanted to die just thinking about it.