Kidnapped

Jess

Mackenzies pov

Endless hours pass by as I lay on the bed. Staring at the ceiling wondering what I did wrong.

I can think clearly now. The drugs have worn off and my wound is healed. I can actually stay awake for long periods of time. But id rather be asleep, no one should have to go through this. No one deserves this.

Why me? What did I do to deserve this? I was supposed to give myself up when I got married to someone I love. Now it's gone I feel so filthy.

I stood up and paced around the room. Deep in my thoughts. The smell of toasted bread snapped me out of my thoughts.

Oh no.

That means he's coming. It's 7:00.... He always brings me breakfast at 7 lunch at 12:00 and dinner at 6:00.

He opens the door and ascends down the stairs. His heavy footsteps making me jump with every step he takes.

"We'll look at you walking around. I'd say you feel much better?"

I ignore him. He's not going to control me.

"Come sit and eat with me Jess"

"My name isn't Jess stop fucking calling me that!" He's been calling me Jess for the past 2 weeks. I've had it. He isn't taking my name too.

" do I need to show you who's in charge here?" He threatened.

" you are sir" I say. My body starts shaking as I back up agains the wall.

"Come here baby what's wrong"

"Please no.." I beg.

" you need to learn to not disobey me Jess."

With one swift motion he grabbed me by the waist and slammed me up agains the wall. I started sobbing hysterically as he whispered.

"I know you like it like this"

His hot breath in my ear made my stomach flip. I'm going to throw up.

He rips my pants off and throws me up agains the wall.

" I told you you're mine"