42nd Country Road

I Own You

I woke up with chains around my wrist. I looked up to see Aaron in a chair in front of me.

"Now you may be wondering how I... we found you," He started, "Well, we never lost you,"

"I don't care," I mumbled.

"You're going to, right now Mark and Jack are in a padded cell, now they won't get food unless you help me. So, they either starve to death or, go crazy and eat each other," Aaron replied standing up and circling me.

"They have no part in this," I replied

"Oh, but I think they do," Aaron said kneeling down in front of me, "If I have them, I have control over you," I looked away. His hand caught my hair and yanked my head back, so my eyes met his.

"What do you want?" I said through my teeth, "A cure? Well, let me tell you sweetheart, I am no cure, I am no prize, and I am not your property!" I kicked him back. He let go of my hair and fell to the floor gripping his stomach.

"Didn't think that you were that strong," Aaron said, coughing, " I mean for a scrawny little thing, I really don't see what Mark sees in you,"

"You want some more?" I said, turning my head slightly. Aaron stormed towards me pulling me out of the chair and slammed me on the wall behind me. The chains slammed against the wall. He shoved a knife into my shoulder. I screamed. Aaron shoved the knife farther into my shoulder. I tore at his hands trying to get the knife out.

"I own you!" Aaron screamed at me, "I Own you! Say it!"

"I'd rather die!" I screamed back staring at his crazy eyes. He shoved the knife in farther. I felt it hit the wall behind me.

"Say it!" He screamed again getting spit on my face.

"You will never own me," I said to him. He pulled the knife out of my shoulder. I fell to the floor in pain. Blood was all over my hand.

"I don't own you?" Aaron said. He grabbed the chains around my wrists, holding them up, " Look what's around you wrists sweetheart,"

"You're sick," I said through pain. He let the chains go letting my wrists drop.

"Sick? Me? No," Aaron said, "Just a little twisted,"

"You're just as twisted as she is," I coughed out.

"She? I'm sorry, you mean... You," Aaron said turning the chair I was sitting in around and faced it towards me, "You are the one who ate the pill, not her, you. Bring him in," The door to my cell opened and Mark fell in.

"Mark?" I said through pain.

"Ev! What has he done to you?" Mark said trying to crawl off the floor. Aaron walked over and put his foot down on Mark's back, pushing him back to the floor. Aaron then pulled a small needle.

"In this needle, is a chemical that will put Mark here in a small coma," Aaron said kneeling down and holding the tip of the needle close to his neck, " now you agree to help me or your precious Mark here falls asleep for awhile," He moved the needle closer to Mark's neck. Mark was weakly moving under Aaron's foot.

"Ev, don't do it," Mark said.

"Come on, Ev," Aaron said egging me on. He moved the needle so it was barely touching Mark's skin.

"Fine!," I screamed, still holding my shoulder. Aaron smirked and let go of Mark.

"Ev, no," Mark whispered

"I'll do it! Just let him go," I said. Aaron stormed over to me grabbing my hair and yanking my head back.

"I knew you would understand," He said, jabbing the needle into my skin.

"Ev!" Mark yelled, throwing off Aaron and holding me.

"Find Jack, and get out while you still can," I said weakly. Mark cradled me, stroking my hair.

"Ems, no I can't leave you," Mark said choking on tears.

"For me," I said reaching up and kissing him, I suddenly fell unconscious.

The voices surrounded me. Mark's, Jack's and Aaron's. I tried to sit up, to move, but I couldn't. It felt like I was stuck in my own head.

"Let her go Aaron, you got what you wanted," Mark said

"You think that was all I wanted, that was barely what needed from her," Aaron replied

"Aaron, be logical you took two pints," Jack said.

"Wait two pints of what?" I said in my head. No one responded, "Two pints of what?!"

"Aaron! Leave her alone you have enough," Mark said, "Let her rest, please if you drain her now she will die!"

"You're right, we don't want that to happen," Aaron said, "Doctor Neil, please take her to room 233,"

"Yes, sir," Another voice chimed in. I felt movement. I heard a door slam and I felt a breeze rush by me. A hand grabbed mine.