Cassia's POV
My eyes fluttered open.
I can feel blood tricking down the side of my face.
I try to feel to head only to find that my hands are handcuffed.
My feet are tied to the chair.
A rope goes around my stomach, also tying my to the chair.
I look around. I'm in a small room with the chair in the middle.
A small bed is in the corner. Other than that the room is empty.
Its cold. There is a light on over me.
A small window stands high on the wall. Barred.
The room is grey with wooden floors.
A door opens in the corner and a tall man walks in.
He is in his early 30's with blonde hair.
I don't recognise him one bit.
"Cassia" he whispers coming closer.
I squirm a little in the chair.
He brushes a strand of hair out of my face.
He kisses my cheek.
"Get away you creep" I hiss at him.
His body tenses up. He walks out of the room.
He returns within a few seconds with a scissors.
He cuts the rope tying my feet together. He then cuts the rope around my stomach.
He picks me up and carries me with my hands still cuffed.
He throws me onto the bed, and takes off my dress.
"NO, NO PLEASE" I scream as he strips me.
He doesn't listen.
When he is finished he kisses me full on the lips.
"Not bad for a creep" he says sneering.
He puts back on my bra and knickers and handcuffs me to the bed.
He storms out of the room.
I'm finally alone. I cry to myself thinking of how gentle Spencer is.
How he kisses me. The times we had sex.
How he hugs me from behind.
I look out the high window and see the moon.
I end up crying myself to sleep. Dreaming of love.
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