Chapter 4

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The rest of the ride was very quiet. The tension was so thick. Rachel was scared for her life. She was going to die young and hopeless.

Suddenly the car cam to a holt, which made her even more panicky. This is it. I'm going to get raped and killed.

Finn got out and unlocked the door for Rachel. She hesitantly exited the car, not knowing what could go wrong right now.

She stood in the pouring rain, waiting for something to happen. Finn locked the car and told Rachel

"If you try and pull anything, I will not hesitate to kill you"

Rachel just looked at him with an angry  expression. A Pissed expression to be fact

He liked her sassy-ness and her anger towards him, it was very appealing and funny.

He guided her in into the cabin, he showed her to the basement. Her eyes widened at the look of it

"Yup expect me to stay in here??!" Rachel questioned him in an angry tone

Finn was pissed at her remarks

"Listen sweetheart, im not asking you to stay here.... I'm telling you" he said looking at her bluntly

Rachel bit her lip to hold in her anger towards this man. Why was he doing this? He's such a dickhead

"Is this a hobby or something?"'she questioned him, crossing her arms across her chest, in unsatisfactory

"If you need to know, yes it is. So princess, your camping in here" he said as he was about to go upstairs

Rachel pulled his arm back to stop him

"What?" He asked angrily

"Why?" She asked

He didn't give a response, he only tugged his arm away and went upstairs, locking the door

Rachel slid Down the wall and began to quietly cry to herself

Why was she so confident tonight, with all of her replies and answers to this man?. She cried and cried. The basement was so cold and creepy

The floor was made of stone, which is always usually cold and it's colder down here. It's also extremely dark, pitch black.

Rachel sat there curled up in a little ball to try and keep warm but failed. She had her coat, yes. But that didn't keep her warm

Her teeth were chittering together at how cold it was. She sat just thinking about what this man was going to do to her

She had to admit, he was good looking but very evil, so no.... she's never going to like him. Under any circumstances.

She heard the door opening but she was too weak to care. Down came the man himself. He was carrying a tray of food and water

He lay the tray down in front of her but she didn't move. She didn't even acknowledge that he was there

He huffed and got up to go over to the sink area. Rachel wanted to question what he was doing but decided to leave it

He was washing his hands?

She couldn't see, it was way too dark

He walked back over but now he had switched the lights on, and Rachel could now see him

"Your food is there, I would be grateful because not many people get the pleasure" he whispered darkly just loud enough for Rachel to hear

"Kill me" she said looking in the same direction as she had been

"That would be too easy" he replied looking at two objects in his hands

One was a pill bottle and the other was blades

He put them behind his back and asked her to look up, she reluctantly did so

"Ok left or right?" He asked looking at her

"Is there any point?" She questioned but he just looked at her

"Ok fine left" she said

He took his left hand out in front of him, where is he going with this? I may never know

"Blades it is" he said putting the pills back into his cabinet. He looked at them and smiled

"What are you going to chop me up" Rachel stated

"Maybe.... what do you suggest?" He asked playing with his belt buckle. Rachel looked at him fiddling about with it

"I don't know because I'm not a psycho killer" she shouted

"Fair enough, you see I do feel pain...." he said

"Your too much of a pussy" she said looking at him with pure anger in her words

He took the blades out and layed them on the floor as he sat down also, in front of Rachel

He picked up one of the blades and rolled up his shirt, revealing his arm and older scars

He ran the blade over his arm until he saw the blood dripping from the now open wound

Rachel sat there shocked

"Stop!" She screamed

He didn't, he just dug In harder and made more frequent scars and slits. He sat there with some tears in his eyes but refused to stop

"Hey, please stop" she said placing her hand over his cheek softly, he looked at her as she wiped away his tears

She got up and went to his cupboard and by her lucky stars, she found bandages.

She grabbed them and went back to finn

She was just able to get him up, she rushed him over to the sink and began pouring some water over the wound

She looked like she knew what she was doing

She bandaged it up and looked at him sincerely

"Why didn't you take advantage of me?" He asked sitting next to her in the cold floor

"That's not my style" she said repeating his words from earlier

"I'm sorry, and thank you" he said

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