~I run to you~

7

I woke up on the floor. I was sitting up, leaning agains't a post. I tried to move but couldn't. I was tied up, tied to the post. I tugged at the ropes, but they didn't budge. I began to whimper and cry again. I saw Liam sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Oh you're awake. Perfect." He walked over with a stick. Or a handle that once belonged to a shovel or a broom.

"Liam.. Liam what are you doing?" I asked, trying to move.

"Do you love me?" He asked. Swinging the handle.

"No, I told-"

He whacked me with the handle on the legs, and then my stomach. I screamed in pure agony.

My hands were tied behind me, I couldn't even fight back.

He sat on my lap, inches from my face.

"Callie Jacob, do you love me?" He ran his fingers along my face, making me cringe.

"No. I never did." I spat. He punched me repeatedly in the face. I screamed, and he stopped.

"I will make you love me!" He yelled.

I was sobbing, I know I have a black I, I could feel it swelling and I can barely see out of it.

He pulled a pocket knofe out of his pocket and cut the ropes, grabbing my arm and pulling me up. He folded the knife and stuck it back in his pocket.

He grabbed my neck and shoved me into the post, knocking the wind out of me. I coughed, trying to catch my breath.

"You're so beautiful." He murmured, kissing me again. I tried to pull away, and he sqouze my arms, until I screamed.

I noticed how dark the cabin is, with no windows. I realized that he had been planning this, so no one could see or heat what was going on. I cried even harder.

"Stop!" He slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. Everything hurt, I was to weak to stand.

He kicked me once, then left me alone.

"I need to run an errand Babe. Stay hear. Actually.. You don't have a choice. The door locks from the outside. You can't leave." He bent down and kissed me, sticking his tounge in my mouth. I pulled away and he kicked me, and left the cabin. I heard the lock click from the outside. Moments later I heard Liam start his Jeep and leave.

I stayed on the floor, I couldn't stand. I sobbed, trying to think of how to escape. And then I remembered my phone. I reached into my pocket, it was still there. Liam hadn't taken it.

I fell back onto the floor, I couldn't even sit up. I dialed Stef's cellphone number and prayed she'd answer.

She answered on the first ring.

"Callie! Where are you?" She sounded relieved.

"Help me please, please." I sobbed.

"Callie? Where are you?" She asked, suddenly concerned.

"I don't know I choked, crying so hard.

"I forgot about the phone tracker. I'll find you. Callie are you hurt?" I could tell she was on the verge of crying, I heard her start her car, and Lena calling her in the background.

"Real bad please before he comes back." I pleaded, I was afraid he'd come back.

"Who?" She asked.

"Liam." I choked.

"Callie I'm on my way, hang in there. I love you." She told me.

"I love you to." I cried, and hung up.

I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. It hurt to much. I heard Liam pull into the driveway. Why was he back so soon?

He unlocked the door and grinned. "Good. You'rs still here. That was a test."

He walked over and pulled me

Up, I yelped in pain." He kissed me long and hard, and I hated every minute of it. He was holding me up as he did it. When he was done, he let me go and I fell to the floor. Gasping in pain.

"Kiss me like you mean it." He demanded, yanking me up again.

He began kissing me, and I did nothing. He stopped, "Do it." He ordered, starting to kiss me again. Again, I did nothing. He became enraged, and through me across the room, I slammed into a wall and fell. He picked up the handle and started hitting me again.

I screamed and screamed again. Finally he tossed the handle aside and pulled me up.

He leaned me agains't the wall and kissed me, running his hands up my shirt. I flinched, but I couldn't fight anymore. I cried as he hurt me again.

Finally, he stopped, looking towards the door. He threw me to the ground and ran to the door, opening it, "Shit!" He yelled. He looked back at me, and then ran out the door. I heard his start his Jeep and speed off as another vehicle pulled in.

I layed on the floor and sobbed. I couldn't move.

"Callie?" I heard someone call my name. Stef! I tried to talk but no words would come out.

I heard her walk inside the cabin and gasp, "Oh my god, baby!" She ran over and knelt down next to me, cupping my face.

"Callie? Callie are you okay?" She cried.

I coughed, trying to speak, "he did it again." I sobbed.

She pulled me up and hugged me to her, "oh baby!" She sobbed into my hair.

I tried to take a step but fell to the ground, yelling in pain.

"Callie, baby, come here." Stef cried, pulling me up. She hugged me again and held me tight, supporting me as we slowly made our way out of the cabin.

"Stef, Stef, he did it again." I sobbed, hiccuping and choking. I was a mess.

"Oh Callie." I could hear her crying, she held me close as we walked, and she helped me into her car.

"Oh baby," she said, looking at my face and my legs. She lifted my shirt slightly and cried out at the sight of the welts and wounds. She hugged me again, squeezing me gently. I heard her sniffling. I tried to hug her back but couldn't, I was to weak.

She let me go and clipped my seat belt, kissing me on the forehead. She closed my door and got into the driver's seat. She pulled out her cellphone, "Lena, get the kids out of the house for a few hours, I have Callie. It's bad. Just take them out I'll take care of her." And she hung up, starting the car. I looked at my hands, they were on my lap, they were cut and bruising. I began to sob again. He raped me again.

Stef reached over and took one of my hands, "It's okay baby, it's okay. Mama's gunna take care of you and put that bastard in jail." She choked out.