Stiles Pov
"DEREK." I yelled hoping someone could hear me. "HELP ME. ANY ONE. IM TRAPPED ALONE. IM GOING TO DIE HELP." I had been screaming for hours it felt like. My throat was dry, I had nothing to eat or drink. Just darkness and the bed. I could only lay on my stomach or move to the floor, the chains around my wrists and waist forbid anything else. I had no idea what time it was, I began to feel weak. I wonder if she'll ever feed me or if I will slowly starve. I wish I had any way to protect my self. I'm guessing my tormentor had some sort of supernatural being. If only I could research. She had broken my phone. I was alone. Left to die or wait for her I wasn't sure. I screamed more, no reply no echo nothing. I began to quiet myself and think. That's one thing she cant take away from me. I missed Derek. Being away from him hurt worse that the chains digging into my skin and binding me to no escape. I wish I could see him one more time. Tell him how much he means to me, how I miss him, how I have no idea how I survived with out him. Kiss him one last time. I wanted his lips, not Jena's. As soft as they were they weren't like Derek's. "I miss you... I love you...." Your voice trails off. Tears fall.
"Aww. Poor baby." Jenas voice surrounds you again.
"How the hell do you do that?" I asked irritated how she is everywhere.
"Just a gift I have." Her voice comes from all around, almost as if she was next to you on both sides. Her shoes clacked as she strutted into the light.
"Did you miss me?" She stared with her crystal like eyes. She was wearing a new outfit. More girly.
"You wish." I muttered. Her eyes changed to a deep dark purple and blue, like a storm in a dark ocean. Slowly she walked up to me. In a blink of an eye she was kicking me in the stomach several times. As fragile as she may look, she was strong. I knew I was going to bruise, it felt terrible.
"Stiles." She tapped her nails on the bed frame then continued her way around the bed as if encircling her prey. "You miss you and love me, admit it. Or we can just get some of my-" She smiled showing her perfectly white teeth, "anger out." She stalked to behind me, put her hand under my chin and turned my head. Her lips centimeters from mine.
"Say it." She threatened. I refused to. I didn't. I loved Derek. Not her. She pulled out brass knuckles.
"Last chance." She slipped her fingers into the holes. "Not going to say it? Suit yourself." She began punching me, beating all over me. I cried out. Blow after blow she didn't stop. She finally grabbed my face and looked me into my eyes piercing in to me. "If this doesn't make you understand to obey, I can hurt others. I know about your boyfriend, where he lives. I can get him and kill him Stiles. Obey me and you'll both live. Do I make myself clear."
