Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3

Isaac walked out of the room, he couldn't handle it anymore, fuck she was right, everything she said was spot on. He ached when he remembered just how bad he had treated her. Yet here he was again holding her against her will in a room all alone, threatening to kill her mother if she didn't co-operate.

Co-operated meaning that she let him use her body any which way he wanted and anytime he wanted. He really was disturbed, even thinking about how sick he was didn't change a single thing about what he was doing to her. He was going to keep her regardless of how bad she wanted out, he needed her. She was something that he needed more that life itself.

Feeling like a total jack ass, Isaac headed to the kitchen and poured himself a straight scotch which he drank in one gulp. He drank the entire bottle and passed out on the sofa in the living room.

Waking up he found himself feeling groggy, he got up looking at his watch, shit, it was seven thirty in the evening, he had left Aliyah alone for hours. She didn't have any lunch and she must be starved. Isaac hurried and grabbed her some grapes with cheese and crackers just to get her going before he could prepare some dinner. He grabbed her a bottle of water and hurried up to the attic.

His heart dropped when he saw her sit on sofa looking out the tiny circular window. She didn't even acknowledge him when he walked in. He felt bad. "Hey, I'm...." She didn't turn to look at him. He placed the food on the little table by the sofa and sat beside her.

"Ali, baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby, I slept..." He grabbed her chin and turned her to face him.

Her eyes filled with tears, she moved her face away from his touch "Don't touch me." She said quietly, he deserved that.

"I lost track of time, I'm sorry." She smiled as if to herself.

"Yeah, what happens to me if something happened to you?" She asked. "Does anybody else in the world know I'm up here?"

"Nothing is going to happen to me." He promised, she laughed at his reply.

"Yeah because you're invincible right? If something happens to you Isaac, I'm all alone up here, no food, no water, nothing, no way out. If something happens to you, I will die up here." He rubbed his hand over his head.

"Well learn to fucking behave." He snapped pissed how the truth hurt.

"You really expect me to fall right back in your arms? It's so not going to happen, no more Isaac, I'm done with you." She seemed so adamant that she wanted nothing to do with him. He felt himself getting worked up again.

"Ali, don't..." He whispered. "Don't go there... Not now." He was practically begging her not to get him started. Through his guilt he would hurt her just to forget what he did to her.

"Fine Isaac I won't. What can I do to get out of this room? I'll do anything, you want to use my body? Go ahead, do what you want, just don't keep me locked up in here." He wanted to let her out, really he did but she would try and run or do something stupid and he would hurt her some and over and over it went.

"Okay, if I let you out and you attempt anything, I'll not hesitate to lock you up again. I won't be nice about it either." He watched as she drew in a breath. She nodded her agreement.

"I won't try anything, I promise."

"Aliyah, it's your only warning, I'm taking a big risk letting you out so early on in the game."

"Thank you." He prayed it was the right move, he really wanted her to be happy.

"Eat this for now, I'll make some dinner." She grabbed the water and drank it greedily. He felt a twinge of guilt pass him. He watched as she ate some crackers with cheese, she ate the grapes one at a time. "I'm coming back to get you, just need to organize some stuff." He said once she had finished. He grabbed the tray and left.

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