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CHAPTER 4

"I'll do all the work"

(Bella Clark's POV)

My eyes burst open and I immediately feel all the nerves come back. My eyes adjust to my surroundings. I'm in a dark room; dungeon like. There are no windows, except for a small one in the corner of the room. The window is dark; meaning it's night. Night? How long was I out?A small dim lamp sits in front of me. My eyes shift down. I'm tied up to a wooden chair. My arms are around the back of it, so I can't move them. I struggle trying to free myself. My mouth has a piece of cloth in it so I can't call for help. One of those things that people use, so you won't make sound when you're going through extreme pain. The cloth wraps around my head, cutting of some of my circulation. My legs are tied together too. Tight. Every knot is tight.

Dungeon.

Tied up.

Can't call for help.

Yup. This is what happens in a horror movie. And i'm the one who dies. There's no point in trying anymore. I feel a tear roll down my cheek. The cloth in my mouth is so tight, that it's starting to bleed a little. My salty eyes shift up to see a distant male figure hidden in the shadows. It has to be Zane Ezahr. My rapist. The guy who's going to try and rape me again right now. My eyes swell up even more and I begin to let out sobs. I can't help it. Complete and utter fear takes over my body.

I look closer at the figure in front of me. He's tied up too. That can't be Zane then right? Draco. I forgot. He got hit with the stupefy spell to. But why would Zane want me and Draco. I can't properly think straight with all of the anxiety coursing through me.

I see the figure start to move a little. oh shit. His head shoots up and I meet his gray eyes through the darkness. damn they were comforting, but not enough to calm me down. He's tied up just like me. He starts to wiggle and aggressively try and break free. It's impossible. With every lim, and useful tool tied up? I see him look back up at me. He gives me an apologetic look; like this was his fault and he was guilty. Like he should have protected me. But it's not his fault. It's Zane fucking Ezahr's. He starts to try and yell for help, but his words are muffled from the gag in his mouth. I start uncontrollably bawling my eyes out and screaming for help. I know what he's going to do. But there's nothing I can do to stop it.

Draco's very strong, but the restrains are very tight. Seeing him struggle is awful. He looks like he's on the verge of a panic attack. I see a single tear roll down his face, and I instantly feel my heart shatter. I start crying even more. It's hopeless.

His words come back to my mind.

"Ready for round 2?"

He's a sociopath. I gulp hard. My mouth feels dry. I see Draco still pushing to get out of his restrains, but it's no use. I just wish I could leave and never come back. To disappear and never have to see him again.

I hear a loud door creak open behind me. My heart instantly leaps from my chest. I see Draco's face turn to shock and terror. oh no. I know exactly who's standing behind me. The footsteps start coming towards us, and I realize that their are 2 sets of them. 2 people? I'm at the brink of fainting i'm so scared.

The footsteps stop. I feel a strong grip onto my shoulders. He caresses my shoulders, and then his hands move down to my arms. Creating circles on them. I start to cry even louder. I know what he's about to do. Rape me. In front of Draco. His hands travel down to my waist, placing a tight squeeze on them. At this point i'd rather die than have to go through this again. His hands travel down onto my bare thighs. He starts to rub them, applying pressure on the top half of them. He starts to move in front of me. His eyes lock with mine. I see no life. No passion. No; nothing. He gets on his knees.