I am free?

8

Amy's Pov

Mark just left a little bit ago for work, I know he needs to leave but I feel like a part of me leaves when he does. He said that he will facetime Tyler when he is on lunch so we can talk. Is it lunchtime yet?

"Do you wanna play a board game?" Ethan asked walking into the room.

"No."

"Wanna watch tv?" Tyler asked.

"No, I wanna take a nap," I said putting my notebook on the table. I threw the blanket over my head.

"Mark?" I asked out loud.

I felt two arms holding me tight.

"I am right here, everything is okay." I looked around and we were in a house.

"Where are we?"

"Home, are you okay?" He looked down at me.

Something is off.

I looked around again and the room changed, Mark disappeared from around me and Newman appeared to my left. I screamed and tried to get away but my arms were tied to the hospital bed.

"No, please," I begged

"Your little bodyguard has been kicked out. Too bad no one will believe that you guys didn't have sex story. Once I leave here I am going to tell everyone that he forced himself on you so many times and you are too scared to tell people. I heard you beg him to stop in your sleep. Then once he is locked away I can have you all to myself."

"No, Please. I have been good. No one knows who you really are. Sir please."

"Oh, I am not telling them that because you didn't tell, I am telling them that so I can get you. It is really hard to have time with you with him around. But let's not worry about that, right now let us have some fun. I missed playing with you." He pulled a sex toy out of the bag and walked over to me.

"Sir, please. I have been good. Please, not that one." I tried to keep my legs closed but he is stronger than me. Plus he loves when we try to fight back. He was able to insert it into me and he turned it on. I hated this.

Mark please, read what I wrote! please save me.

"No one is coming, I made sure they are following your little boyfriend out. I told them he is going to start trouble. It is just you and me." He was laughing.

Mark came flying into the room smashing him into the wall.

I tried to free my hands but the rope was no moving, I felt a weird coldness on my hand. It felt almost wet.

"What the?" I looked at my hand but there was nothing there.

"Chica, what are you doing?"

Who said that?

I looked around the room and everything was fading.

"Chica, she is sleeping." It sounded like Tyler.

"She might be having a bad dream, Chica is going for her hands." That was Sean.

"Hello?" I called out. I closed my eyes really tight then opened them.

"Hey, are you okay?" Sean looked at me scared.

"Yeah." I looked down and saw Chica licking my hand. "Hi, Chica."

She looked up at me and then jumped onto my lap.

"She was freaking out in the car, as soon as I let her out she rushed to this room to your hand."