Chapter 18

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(Callie's POV)
I groan sitting up and I look around. I was in pretty much an all-gray room. There was a desk to my right, there were two doors to my left. I got up and headed for the door directly in front of the bed. I walk towards it, slowly opening the door seeing as it is unlocked. I silently walked out and down the hall when I heard my name being called

"Callie?!" I sounded like Zack, I quickened my pace and before I could go down the stairs someone one grabbed me around the waist

"Put me down" I yell thrashing around "Let me go, let me go" I scream louder. I was pulled into the room I woke up in

"Callie, stop it" I felt a hand go over my mouth "I'm not going to hurt you" he turned me around and pushed me up against the door "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth and you're not going to scream" I nod

"W-what are you g-gin-a do to me?" I stutter, I do not even know why? But my fighting instincts are sucking as right now

"I'm not going to do anything to you, Callie" he said

He wrapped an arm around my waist and his other hand creased my cheek. I looked down; schlock was clear on my face as I see I am in a shirt that was not mine. I did not even have pants on, looking back up to see Zack checking me out. I reach up and punch him in the face

"What the hell?" I ask shocked

"I could ask you the same question" he said holding his nose and backed up, I saw blood "Why would you punch me?"

"Stop checking me out" I say walking slowly towards the closet door to me. I quickly open it and run it, I locked it and Zack started pounding on the door

'Where is Ava?' I look around, but I had nowhere to go

"Callie, let me in! I swear to god I'll break this door down" I hid in the shower and just sat there

Next thing I know a big crash was heard and I scoot as far as I can in the corner as I see the shower door get ripped open. Grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the bathroom. He throws me onto the bed and started changing. I looked away and crawl near the head bored

"Why am I here?" I ask looking at him as he stands with his arms crossed at the front of the bed

"Because you are"

"That's not an answer"

"That's always an answer"

"Asshat" I mumble

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Republished date ~ August 20, 2020
Edit date ~ April 16, 2021

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