There exists one terrible beast that will destroy you. It will tear you apart, it will make you laugh like a maniac, it will make you cry like a baby, it will make you go extreme ways to get what you want. It makes a fool out of you, takes anything dear to your heart away from you, lures you into its trap and then leaves you empty handed and begging for mercy. It creates euphoria and then despair, it makes you king of the world and then an untouchable, it throws you up, and then doesn't catch you, and you plummet down, down, helplessly wailing and screaming for help. There is no cure, and no vaccination. If you fall into it's trap, there is no going back. It will destroy you, and there is nothing you can do about it. It is called love.

"Why are you holding me captive," I asked. "You've done enough damage. Do you know how much trouble my father has put me through? I just want to live life to the fullest. Why are you working for them!" I asked, letting out a sob. "I don't have to tell you anything. Shut the hell up!" Nathan yelled at me. He kicked me in my side and I cried out in pain. He's such an arse. I can't wait to get out of here. Where is my group of Superman when I need them the most? (Sequel To Abused, Kidnapped, Raped... You most likely won't understand what's happening unless you read the first book)