Phychotic

Chapter 3

I woke up to someone yanking my arm. I groaned and turned away trying to fall back asleep.
"Go away Caspar." I mumbled.
"Oh im not Caspar, sweetheart. Your gonna wish I was though." My eyes shot open and the memories of yesterday fled into my mind.
I started wiggling and struggling. Trying to get away from Asher. He flipped his brown hair and stared into my eyes.
"Stop struggling." He said firmly.
"I will never stop struggling. Your a sick sick man. Let me go." I yelled.
He laughed. Not exactly the reaction I was looking for.
"I cant do that, sweetheart." I said smoothly.
"Whys that?"
"Because your mine now. You better just forget about Caspar and everyone else. You mine now and im not giving you up."
Tears were brimming my eyes. He wasnt going to let me go. I wish Caspar were here. I love him so much. It was thinking about Caspar that made me start crying.
"Stop crying." Asher said with a confused look.
"Youve taken me away from everything." I sobbed.
"I did it for a reason." He scoffed.
"What reason could you possibly have to take me away from my family." I seethed.
"Youll find out eventually."
He picked me up and flung me over his shoulders.
"Put me down!" I screamed.
He chuckled and walked up the stairs. He walked into a room at the end of the wall. The walls were sky blue and all the furniture was white.
He sat of the bed and put me in his lap. I wiggled uncomfortably. I felt his manhood getting harder under my bum. I gasped and stayed still. He laughed at me and put his arms around me. I tried pushing them away but he was bigger than me.
"Tell me Max. Are you a virgin?" He whispered in my ear.
I gasped at his question. He has no right to ask me that. I stayed quite and didnt say anything. He put his hand on my thigh and slowly rubbed up and down. I squirmed again trying to get him to stop.
"Stop it." I said firmly.
"Answer me question." He said.
"No, im not a virgin." I sighed.
"So your a slut." He raised his voice obviously angry with me answer.
"What no! The only person Ive ever slept with is Caspar!" I said surprised.
"Sureee." He said sarcastically.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? You kidnap me, leave me handcuffed to a table all night, try to be sweet, and yell at me cause im not a virgin. You need some serious help!" I yelled at him.
His face went blank for a minute. Not knowing what to do. His face slowly turned red.
"How dare you yell at me!" He screamed and shoved me off his lap.
I squealed and started backing away.
He got up and stepped towards me. I crawled under the bed quickly.
"Get out from under the bed!" He yelled.
I started crying and shaking. I just wanna go home. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me out. I stared at him through glazed eyes. Then when I wasnt prepared. He slapped me. I gasped as the pain spread through my face.
"Dont you ever yell at me again!" He yelled as he punched my over and over again.
He punched me four times before getting up and leaving me on the floor. I couldnt move or speak. I just laid there till I fell asleep. I dreamed of Caspar saving me and getting to go home. To bad it was all just a dream.