I'm Falling In Love With My Pet HELP!!!

Don't Give In LORI!!!!

Recap:

“Besides as soon as we get back we can play teacher student” I said walking away from him while putting a little more sway into my hips. I flipped my hair and looked back at him to see him eyeing my body like a starving man.

“Coming?” I sang.

“Let’s go and save Lori ASAP” He grabbed my hand pulling me fast too caught up with the others. Well that seemed to work, I giggled.

~*Lori’s P.o.v*~

 

I was forced into a white dress, exactly like the one I saw myself die in. I was currently shackled to the ceiling by both of my wrists, to the ceiling and my ankles to the tub. I was currently 3 feet in the air. So you can’t image the amount of strain I’m putting into my arms just to carry my own body weight.

My hair fell loosely on my shoulder. Malice and Mac had left me here about 5 minutes ago telling me they had to deal with some business and will be back later. Apparently they wanted me to be more afraid of what was going to happen by, leaving me to image what they were going to do with me. It was the prefect mental torture. I knew this but, I still couldn’t stop myself from imagining the future physical torture that was awaiting for me.

Suddenly I head a creak at the door; I froze as my blood ran cold. No they can’t be back yet, it’s too soon.

“Lori..” I heard a soft female whisper. I couldn’t move my body to face the door behind me.

“Lori! Are you awake? Are you still alive?” The whisper came out a little more desperate

“Yes” I whispered back.

“It’s me Rebecca”

“Rebecca!” I said in pure joy, but then it came to me. Why was she here? “What are you doing here; you’re going to get caught”

“Everyone is busy, I’m safe for the time being” She walked in front of me so I can see her. She was naked, I traced all the scars on her body that you can tell healed over the past year, and her wrists still looked so fragile. “We need to get you out of here” She said full of authority

“What?” I whispered shouted.

“All the friends I have made here have died due to Levy, Mac or Malice’s tortures. I won’t let any more of my friends died not when I can do something about it.” Rebecca said grabbing a knife that was on the desk top near the corner of the room. She climbed up on tub balancing of the edges of it trying not to slip on blood that was already there.

She pushed the knife into the locks of the shackles trying to force it open. She growled glaring at the locks as if it was the greatest enemy of her life.