It's been over a week and I'm still here. I can yell, scream, or even try to run, but I won't get out of here.
I just want out of this hell hole. I want James to leave my life, forever. His hands are constantly on me, I've lost track of when it's real or just my imagination.
I've been beaten. I've been hurt. I've been alone. But nothing can compare to what I've been through with James. He's a cold man.
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"You're awake," James says.
Whoosh. Whoosh.
I turn my head to see a long whip. I swallow.
"Were going to play a little game." I feel the chains being unlocked.
Once my hands are free I rub my wrist. They're so red and bruised. He grabs my arm, yanking me off the bed and into a chair.
"If you follow the rules then it should be easy," he sighs. "But I know how you are with rules."
"What is it?" I ask, my voice shaky.
"There's two things, one is that you answer truthfully. The second is you do what I ask, no matter what it is," he explains.
"The rules?" I question.
"If you don't," he starts out and then begins tapping the whip to the ground.
"Understand?" He asks and I nod. "Good, then let's begin."
I want to scream. I want to scream so loud I lose my voice.
Help me.
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Sorry for the short chapter, the next one will be about James game.
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