Mine

Chapter 7

Melissa woke up recovering from her blackout, she felt very faint and somewhat dizzy, she had a hangover, and it was the devastating effects of the drug infused with her drinking that made her feel that way. Melissa was sitting on a chair, her legs still taped to each other, her arms where tied behind the chair with rope, she was uncomfortably stuck in the chair and had barely any slack to move.

The tape on her mouth was gone. Melissa struggled; she noticed her heels in the corner of the room. The room she was in was an office; she must have been in office that belonged to the'boss'. The room was dimmed, there was a glass display at the side in which Melissa saw her reflection, her makeup was smudged and her hair messy, but at least she could still see. Melissa struggled in the chair trying to free her arms. A door opened behind her and Melissa froze, her heart was pounding mad, she felt her body fill with adrenaline she became filled with energy even though it was the middle of the night. What worried Melissa the most was that nobody would ask about her, her friends think she is home safe and there off to study camp till Wednesday, her parents are halfway around the world, and to top it off she had no immediate family around her. She was screwed. Melissa lowered her head to the ground, she was fearful. Suddenly she felt a hand grab her shoulder, she fidgeted. The hand stroked her shoulder blade cause her mild pain.

"Hello Little One", said the deep husky voice.

Melissa eyes open widely in disbelief as she slowly lifted her head up to meet her captor. The man chuckled deviously.

"Missed me", said the man. "Sammy", Melissa said wearily.

It was him, the person that Melissa wanted to be away from the most, the person she forgot about, the person that tortured and terrified her. Sammy came and sat on his desk, his hair was cut; he had a short buzz cut that brought out his masculine features even more so. Melissa was scared and terrified, this man was a psycho, he was obsessed with her, and like he said, he wouldn't leave her alone. His body looked massive in the comfy leather seat.

"Did my boys do anything to hurt you?" Tears flooded down Melissa's face, she was put into the worst predicament, and thankfully James was not there.

"Please let me go", Melissa whimpered.

Sammy laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the room.

"Melissa, when are you going to get it? I didn't have you kidnapped to then let you go.

You're smart and you should have figured it out."

"Please let me be", she pleaded.

"Melissa you are mine, and only mine, well until James comes back and that's far away.

You are mine Melissa and you don't have a choice."

Sammy got out of his chair and looked Melissa in the eyes as he approached her.

"Speaking of being only mine, you blocked me from your phone so I couldn't contact you, you will suffer for that".

Melissa's tears began to roll heavy on her face as she nodded in disapproval.

"Oh yes you are little one", Sammy said as he grabbed her face between his hands and stopped her head movements.

"I had to put my spies on you, they followed you everywhere, everywhere you went especially when you were with your new friends, or at the party. They saw you and filmed you. Like tonight for instance, who was that charming gentlemen you were talking to? They saw this and notified me right away, so I had them kidnap you, luckily, the scenario of you going home early played out right or else we you would've been noticed all your mates. I'm not going to ask you again, who was that guy", Sammy yelled as he grabbed Melissa's face tightly between his fist and his face very close to hers.

Melissa cried in agony, she opened her eyes; she looked him in the face innocently but pleading, "no one". "I thought so", he mumbled. Sammy drew close to Melissa; his mouth was close to her left ear.

"You look gorgeous, the new confident Melissa. Like I said, your mine and only mine and will only share this with me. As you got your confidence I will take it."

He moved back and looked her in the face and began to laugh. Melissa's face felt painful after the clasp he had on her face. Sammy was crouching, his two hands on his muscled knees. His sharp eyes met Melissa's; he gave her a sick, crooked, sly smile. Melissa was disgusted as she broke her gaze and looked forward with an angry sight. Sammy knew he was purposely frustrating her. He leaned forward to her ear again and whispered in a sarcastic tone,

"I love you Melissa", and made kissing noises. Sammy moved back and met her gaze, Melissa spat in Sammy's face. "You disgusting prick".

Sammy raged at Melissa and slapped her hard across her face. Melissa saw stars all around her as her eye lids became heavier. Melissa was unconscious once again. Melissa woke up, it was early morning, and her head was pounding hard. Melissa was still in hangover mode. She took notice of her surroundings; she was in Sammy's room, the room where she was last raped. Her leg was also tied to the post; there was generous slack for her to move her leg around. Melissa was facing the right of the room, she felt uncomfortable so she shifted to the other side. While flipping she felt a big thump on her body as if she had smashed into something staunch. Melissa opened her eyes to find that Sammy's arms were around her waist and bringing her in closer.

Sammy was there the whole time, he wasn't wearing a shirt but thankfully was wearing his pants. Sammy was under the sheets with her which meant that they had slept in the same bed together. Sammy's chest wasn't hairy because his hairs were blonde. He kept pulling Melissa toward his enormous chest but Melissa tried to resist, he just clenched his arms tighter around her waist and pulled her tighter with his big arms, Melissa swaying in direction like a light object.

Melissa was squashed into his chest; she could feel warmth and care but remembered what the asshole had done to her. She couldn't stand him and wouldn't let herself be taken. Melissa was attracted to masculine men, she was in the arms of an intelligent, gorgeous, muscular, compassionate man; it would have been any girl's dream but she was disgusted. There was a long moment of silence between the two until he broke it.

"Nice Alice dress", he complimented. Melissa didn't answer she just laid in his arms like a dead body, she didn't even hug him back. Sammy grabbed Melissa's face and looked into her eyes,

"when I talk to you, you reply, understand." Melissa looked at him expressionless, there's nothing much he can do to you she contemplated.

"No", she said. Sammy removed his grip around her he lifted himself up quickly so that he was leaning on the bed head; he grabbed Melissa by her head and violently grabbed at her face squeezing her face.

Melissa shrieked in pain as his grip became tighter. Sammy was pulling Melissa by her hair and swinging her head violently, he positioned himself on his knees so he applied force onto Melissa. He attacked Melissa savagely, swing all his force onto her body. He slapped her everywhere throwing a couple of punches.

He kept at it till Melissa was screeching in pain, she was crying and blood was spilling out from her mouth. Melissa felt numb, she'd been suppressed by this animal and she didn't care. Melissa wouldn't submit to him, she was fighting back mentally and would keep doing so both mentally and physically. Sammy lifted Melissa up with on hand to the bed head, he neck was leaning against it. He grabbed the back of her neck and swung her forward to meet his face.

"If you ever defy me like that again Melissa, I swear to God you wouldn't know what hit you". Melissa looked at him blankly, her tears still moist on her face.

"Got it", he yelled. Melissa looked back at him and replied "No".

With that Sammy violently swung Melissa's head backwards on onto the thick wooden bed head that made her instantly unconscious.

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