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FLASHBACKS

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT TO WRITE FOR THE FLASHBACKS BUT I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT. THE WORDS BETWEEN THE TWO PAIRS OF STARS (**) MEANS THAT'S THE FLASHBACKS.

WARNING: IF YOU ARE SENSATIVE OR SOMETHING TRIGGERS TO THE TENDER TOPICS OF KIDNAPPING AND RAPE PLZ STOP AFTER THE PART WHERE IT SAYS 'You start seeing flashbacks' AND CONTINUE AFTER IT SAYS 'I went to the bus station......'

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Mom walked into the room and smiled when she saw that you were awake. "Hi sweetie" She said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Hi" I managed to get out and she smiled like a kid getting their favorite toy on their birthday. "Trust me. Sooner or later, talking will get much easier" I smiled.

"I want to ask you something" She said carefully. You stared wide eyed, terrified of what the question she's going to ask. "Do you remember anything that happened like before and after the accident?" You looked down at your hands. "It's ok if you don't want to talk about it or don't remember" She quickly added.

You did your best to remember. But as you were about to say you don't recall what happened, you start seeing flashbacks.

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"I remember walking home from a friends house to go home 'cause you had some guests coming over. As i were taking a shortcut like I always do, someone grabbed me and pulled me into a dark alley. They put a rag over my face. As I ttried to wiggle free I started becoming weak and tired from the struggle and the horrid smell of the rag.

I woke up handcuffed to a bed. And I were stripped from my clothes and lying cold and scared. I attempted to scream but failed after realizing my mouth was covered in duct tape. Everytime I moved to try to wiggle my way free, I felt the handcuffs digging into my skin.

"The more you move the more the handcuffs are going to tighten" A familiar voice said through the darkness making me jump in fear. "You don't remember me do you" He said. I shook my head afraid of his reaction. He walked from a darkened corner towards the bed, making me shift a bit but only causing more pain to be shot through my body. I heard him laughing. "I knew you wouldn't. You left me broken. And moved on without a care in the world. Not realizing all the pain you've put me through" He trailed off. A tear prickled down his face. Through the small beam of light through the window I noticed his beautiful emerald green eyes. And black hair. He was tall and a bit thick compared to my petite figure. He was no more then 6'1" or 6'2".

He got onto the bed. And moves towards my ear. His whisper ghosting my ear. "Now from all the pain you've caused me, I'm going to cause the same pain for you" With that he smacked me hard. Tears filled my eyes. He ripped off the duct tape so hard that my lips and around the mouth felt like it was on fire. He forced a long hard kiss on my lips. Terrified and in shock, I froze up. "Aren't you going to kiss back" He said with a laugh. But more evil then friendly. Grabbing my throat he said "Kiss back" "ok. ok." I forced out. He kissed me long and hard. Forcing our lips to move in sync. "You worthless piece of sh*t" He spat out before getting off of me. Tears now pouring out. He took out a needle and stuck it into my arm. I started drifting off. "Sleep tight you whore" He viciously spat out with an evil grin before my vision started going blurry and everything went dark.

I woke up to having a gleam of light shining on my face through the window. I remember hearing the shower running. "I would kill for a shower" I groaned. As the shower stopped, my tormentor walked in the room. "Morning gorgeous" He said with a huge smile. I gave him a confused look. 'What's wrong with him?' I kept thinking. I broke from my thoughts when I noticed he shifted towards me and whispered "Remember me" with an evil grin spreading across his face. I shook your head no. He gave me a soft gentle kiss on the lips. Oh, was his lips so soft. I then thought of my boyfriend. Jay Bronson but everybody called him Jaybie. Just as he sat next to me on the bed. I took a good look around the room and stopped at the picture frame on the nightstand. He followed where I was staring at. He took the frame and brought it closer so I could see it properly. 'oh gosh no please let this be a dream' "You remember it don't you?" He broke the silence as if reading my mind.