I'm sure it's late at this point. I'm tired and I can barely keep my eyes open. I've found an old couch down here and have situated myself on top of it. Surprisingly, this is the most comfortable I've been since I've been here.
I shut my eyes, enjoying not being tied up or carefully observed.
My eyes snap open when I hear the basement door being unlocked. I turn towards the back of the couch and close my eyes. Maybe if the person thinks I'm sleeping, he'll leave me alone.
I hear the door shut and lock, and I'm starting to get scared thinking someone is taking enough precaution to lock it from the inside.
Finally, the stairs creek as someone is making his way down them. I hear the person walk towards the couch, towards me.
He sounds like he stops directly behind me, and I find myself involuntarily holding my breath.
"I know damn well you're not sleeping." Ryan's voice is clear through the silence.
Suddenly his arms snake around my waist and twist me so I'm lying on my back, my eyes staring right up into Ryan's. He immediately climbs on top of me, straddling me.
"You really thought you could outsmart me? You thought you were the one in control? Here, let me show you who's in control" Ryan says and I see him pull out a piece of duct tape from behind him.
"Ryan, p-please don't do this" I beg.
My begging acts like fuel to him, and he slaps the tape onto my mouth.
"That's better" Ryan says.
My hands immediately fly up to my mouth, trying to pull at the tape. Ryan grabs my hands in one of his, holding my wrists together with one hand above my head.
I try to pull them away from him, but his hand is just too large.
I try to scream when I feel Ryan's hands come down to the button of my jeans, but it comes out like a moan.
Ryan looks up and meets my eyes. "That's it, moan for me baby" he says and rolls his hips on mine.
I try to buck my hips up to throw Ryan off of me, but it just plays into what Ryan's trying to do. "You're good at this Jen, wonder how many guys you've taken at school" he says.
My eyes start to get blurry, I'm crying.
I feel Ryan's hand pop the button of my jeans and pull down the zipper.
This is it. This is the worst night of my life.
