Day by day Ella counts down on the walls with chalk the number of tortures, threats, sexual names, sexual things, and weeks that go by. She then thinks if she wants to get out she has to do the unthinkable. Fake her death. *Sneak Peek* I paced in the dark basement seeking revenge. How could these boys do this to me. Knowing that one day I MIGHT thirst for blood was to much. Anna was gone and all I had was Dallas. He was curled up in the corner. I touched his strong muscles and he looked over at me with those eyes and smiled as he stood up. "You okay?" I asked and he nodded. He didn't talk at all when I was around. He had to talk to the boys though. I touched his bruised collarbone and he jerked away and then relaxed his shoulders. Then he quickly slammed me into the wall and put his face close to mine. Then he braced his lips to mine and I gave in. His body was so warm against mine that I hated it when he pulled away. He stayed on my lips so long. Then he let go because in walked.......... The boys.