My life would suck without you

Pushed to the breaking point

Alex drove off as soon as Eliza got in the car. She sped down the road and in the direction of the woods. Dodging any car that was in front of her and sped past them.

"Honey slow down!" Eliza shouted.

"No! Im not wasting anymore time! I need to find her!" Tears ran down Alex's cheek.

"You wont be able to find her, if you get us in a wreck. Honey! Please!" She begged.

Alex turned and looked at her mother, who looked terrified. Alex's eyes widen and she took some pressure off of the gas. She turned back to the road. "Im sorry."
She wiped the tears from her eyes and focused on the road ahead.

Eliza extended a hand to Alex to comfort her. "Don't worry sweetie. We're almost there."

Present time at the cabin:

Maggie laid there. She stared at the wall beside her for what seemed like an eternity. Her hand came into view. It was out at her side and in the view of the concrete wall. She saw the crack in the cuff.

She was brought back to her horror when she saw Robs hand grip her wrist. She winced at the pain from it. He wasn't gentle in the slightest. She tried so hard not to make any noise for the life of her, but it was so hard. Her breath would hitch here and there and she'd cry out in pain. He would comment on it or make a remark like she was enjoying herself, but any sane person could tell she wasn't.

She kept her head turned to the side. Not looking at him made the torture a tiny bit bearable. Her face was full of pain and empty of emotion. She was at her very breaking point and she felt hollow and numb. Tears ran down her face, but she didn't feel sad. It was a reaction from the pain. The fear had gone away about a half hour ago, she didn't understand it. What was happening to her? She was drawn out of her thoughts when she saw the terrible hand come into sight, but wasn't expecting to come to an orgasm. She cried out and the way she sounded could have been taken as a pleasurable moan, but pleasure was the last thing she'd call this.

He kept thrusting into her hard, she withered with pain and aftershocks from her orgasm, but that didn't stop him. "You like that don't you!?" Rob gave a breathy chuckle, then dropped beside her. He pulled her face towards him so there eyes would meet.

She tried to pull away as hard as she could. She desperately didn't want to look at him. But he pulled harder.

"Hey! Why don't you wanna look at me!? Come here!" He yanked her toward him and then kissed her.

Maggie cried and tried to push him away. But he pulled her back toward him.

"That was so much fun! But baby why do you gotta play hard to get? You're breaking my heart!"

Maggie looked down. Anywhere but at him.

"Oh well." He let go of her face and got up. He pulled his pants back on and took his phone out to snap a picture of Maggie on the floor. "There. I'll have something to look at later and to remind me of our good time together. But don't worry, I'm sure good ol' Jimbo will let me visit." He grinned.

Maggie's head shot up to him and she started him. "Fuck you!" She screamed. Her voice deep and gravelly.

"Well if you want me to. Maybe i'll come back tomorrow. How about that sweetheart." He smiled then gave her a wave as he turned and left up the stairs.

She listened to his footsteps as he left the house. As soon as she knew he was gone, she broke down in tears. She slammed her hands on the ground. "Fuck. Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!!" She screamed in frustration as loud as she could. Her head started to throb. She looked over and stared at her left hand for a moment. It had the broken cuff. She started messing with it. And eventually she made the crack big enough that she could slip her hand out of it.