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Chapter 28- I was back in a situation worthy of a horror movie

Chapter 28-I was back in a situation worthy of a horror movie

Hello there cupcakes! Okay you guys, so many of you requested me to update fast even though I had no intention to do so because for god friggin sake my conference is day after tomorrow but then I'm too much of a sucker. :3

*sigh*

Anyway, enjoy!

Yashiexx

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Flashback-

"I couldn't breathe.

Cold hands were around my mouth and they were pressing against it, suffocating me.

I fought against my attacker's grip, silent tears streaming down my face. I wanted to scream, to escape, to run but the darkness was everywhere. I couldn't see or hear.

I couldn't breathe.

The grip shifted to my neck and now I could see my attacker's face.

Cold grey eyes.

Twisted scowl.

Ryan."

I screamed loudly.

"Cupcake! What happened, hey.." Austin gently asked me, caressing the side of my face, wiping my tears.

"I couldn't breathe.." I sobbed.

Austin put a gentle arm around me, careful not to disturb my injuries. He tipped my chin to look into his caring brown eyes.

" Stop crying sweetheart..It was just a bad dream. You're okay cupcake. I'm here."

I caught my reflection in the glass of the hospital bedstand. A bruised, broken faced, horrific-looking woman looked back with bloodied bandages around her head.

"Why are you here?" I whispered.

"What?"

"Why are you here? With me? I'm a mess."

"A beautiful mess though."

I gave out a small laugh. "Yeah, if you're into gory looking women."

He shook his head. "You're current appearance doesn't matter, I know there's a beautiful woman behind the injuries."

A single tear slipped my eye.

"But why me? Why are you here with me?"

Austin smiled as he kissed my forehead lightly. "Because I want to keep you safe."

Flashback ends

I opened my eyes with a small start. I was in a dim lit small room, I was on a small bed and it aside from a chair there wasn't much around.

I choked back a sob.

Austin. The memory of him that day at the hospital after rescuing me was breaking my heart.

I wanted him right now, beside me. I wanted him to hold my hand and tell me that this was all a bad dream. That we could just wake up and go back home. That it was going to be okay.

But it wasn't okay.

A tear slid down my cheek as I looked down at my tied hands and feet. A bandage was wrapped around my waist and the most horrifying thing was that I was not in my dress. i was wearing a black lacy piece of lingerie, exactly like the one Ryan had sent to me the day I had discovered Austin's identity. Thankfully, a thin white mens' T- shirt covered my body