Saving Her (Taylor Caniff)

Chapter Nineteen

* Courtney P.O.V *

I awoke with my hands tied above my head attached to the hotel bed. There was no one around, Tay must be in the bathroom I thought.

"Hey if this is the way we're playing why do I get tied up first?" I called. My thoughts felt blurred, like my vision. I looked around the room, on the beside table there was a mask, the same one that guy who gave me and Tay a drink was wearing. But that wasn't Taylor so why would he have it?

"Hello? Taylor?" I yelled.

"Ah you're awake" a familiar voice chuckled. "I was afraid I got my measurements wrong. I'm afraid they don't teach drug measurement in science class" Edward strolled out of the bathroom, holding a camera.

"What's going on? What are you doing?" he rolled his eyes and I noticed a chair infront of the door. No one could get in.

"Help!" I screamed. "Help!" he ran to the bedside and put something from a bottle into my mouth.

"Shut up! You're just wasting your breath. Everyone is at your little party" he put the bottle down and took a step back. "Now we're going to make a little movie for your new boyfriend, Taylor, seeing he's so into movies and videos" He flipped the camera open and aimed it at me. "Now take off your dress" he laughed. "Oh yes, here let me help you"

He climbed on top of me and grabbed at my dress, he tore it slightly. He tilted the camera so it aimed down my chest. I kicked him hard and he slapped me.

"Dumb bitch" he spat. My face burned from the impact of his hand. I longed for Taylor's soft hand to stroke my burning cheek. A tear threatened to spill down my face, I tried to hold it back. He'd enjoy seeing me cry.

"Please just let me go, please I won't tell anybody. Just let me go, they're probably looking for me right now. Please, just please" I sobbed.

A slight smirk sprawled across his face as he watched me. Begging. "You're a great actress, really, you know exactly how to make a film" He laughed. "Bur you look so... dead all tied up like that, like a dumb doll" he walked towards me, te camera aimed at my swollen face. I opened my mouth to scream but he placed a cloth over my mouth before a sound cold escape. My head dropped and everything went black.

When I woke I was on the bed, my hands were tied behind my back. My dress was torn and on the floor, and my underwear was thrown into the corner. I was naked, he stripped me.

Edward stood at the foot of the bed setting up a tripod.

"Morning sleepy head. Just making sure Taylor gets the best film ever. Perfect view" he laughed. I flinched as he touched my face. His hand trailed down my back and then it crashed down hard on my ass. I whimpered as he did it again and again, tears streamed down my face as he climbed up behind me.

I felt the camera glaring at me, I saw Taylor's face fall as he watched what Edward did to me. I could feel bruises forming. There was no love, it hurt, he didn't care. This wasn't meant to happen. Taylor was meant to be my first. He loved me and I loved him.

He grabbed at my body, grunting and groaning as he thrust forcefully. He violently grabbed my chin and pointed my face at the camera.

"Say something to Taylor, beg. Go on" my phone vibrated on the desk. "Ha, speak of the devil" Edward laughed, grabbing my phone. "Answer it" he held it to my ear. I could hear Taylor's panicked voice.

"Taylor, it's me. I-" he hit my ass again. "I'm okay I-" once again his hand came crashing down. "Please help me I'm in our-" He threw me to the floor.

"You stupid bitch! Look what you've done! This is all your fault" his stamped his foot on my wrist, again and again. I jolted with pain as I heard the bone snap. He looked down and spat. He then started pacing the floor, raking his hands through his hair.

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