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Chapter Three: Victim

"We're gonna go outside you guys to.. Ya know." Everyone laughed at Christian as he and Layla walked out of the house, hand in hand. I should've told them to stay, but I was too wasted to even say I. Zane kissed me sloppy but only reacted to it. I wasn't as drunk as he was, so we just decided to call it a night, only to find out he passed out on our bed. I closed my eyes and slowly went to sleep.

"Hope... Hope!"

I turned around to see Zane chained up to a chair.

"Oh my god Zane!" My vision became blurry. I couldn't see anything, my heart racing, skipping a beat. I walked close to Zane, only to hear chains and him breathing hard.

"Baby stop moving. I need you to stop moving."

"Zane? I want to save you please."

"Baby I know you do, but there's a chain hooked up to your body and if you move, you're going to chop my head off so please stop moving."

I stopped moving and moved back. My vision started to come back. Thank heavens.

"Zane where are we?"

"The last place you ever wanted to see and will see."

All I saw was a man running towards me with a knife.

"HOPE!!"

I woke up. Sweating like crazy. My heart beating fast. I looked at the time, 10:05 a.m. I needed to leave this house and fast.