"," I call again.

"Sasha...is that you?" He asks urgently.

I am about to respond when I hear the sound of footsteps coming to the room, Bryan is coming back. I quickly drop the phone on the table in panic without hanging up and I somehow try to tie my wrist back. The door swings open and Bryan walks with a tray, he sets the tray containing bacon and eggs with French toast on the stool in front of me. I held my breath and pray he doesn't notice that the rope is lose as he unties me and takes a seat in front of me.

"Eat." His voice booms and I jump in fear while glancing at the phone discreetly.

If Bryan should find out what I have done...he will kill me, there is no doubt about that. I pick up the fork and start rushing the food even though it tastes like sawdust in my mouth and I feel like vomiting it. After I finished eating, Bryan clears the plates and comes back into the room.

He approaches me and unbuttons the first three-button of his shirt hastily. "Move to the bed."

My mouth drops open in shock as the realization of what he is about to do dawns on me, I will rather die than let him have his way with me forcefully.

"Bryan..."

He removes his belt and wraps it around his hand. "Did I ask you to say a word?"

I shake my head and fidget in my seat, I am sobbing silently as watch him come closer to me. I feel like turning invincible and if it is possible for me to hide inside the chair I am sitting on, I will. I look around for something I can defend myself with if it eventually comes to that, my gaze lands on the bedside lamp which is not that far from my reach.

I cry out in pain when I felt a sudden sting on my neck and shoulder.

Bryan swings his hand again and his belt lands on the same spot. "Move to the bed Sasha or will make you do it the hard way."

"Bryan please don't do this to me, I will never try to run from you again please just forgive me this time." I plead desperately. His gaze softens and he drops his belt.

I thought I have been able to convince him to stop but I couldn't be more wrong, I forgot that I am dealing with a psycho. He grabs my wrist furiously and pushes me to the bed, I hear the sound of something tearing and it turns out to be the tank top I am wearing. He attacks my neck with sloppy kisses that make me feel nauseous, I feel so disgusted. Never! My first time will never be like this, not with a monster. He finishes unbuttoning his shirt with jerky motion and places his mouth on mine, he tries to shove his tongue into my mouth but I do not open up for him. He bites my lip so hard that my eyes water and I quickly open up for him, I try to push him off me with my hand on his chest but he overpowers me easily. My eyes widen and I pale when I feel something hard been rubbed on my thigh. Instinctively, my right-hand finds its way to the bedside lamp and I smash it on his head.

"Damn!" He rolls off me while howling in pain.

"I take advantage of his distraction and jump off the bed. Without looking back I ran out of the room with him hot on my heels, I made my way to the living room. The only thing ringing in my head right now is the need to escape from this psycho he mustn't catch up with me, there is no telling what will happen to me if he does.

"Do you know how long I have been in love with you? It's been four years now, four freaking years." He growls behind me.

I stumble on something and fall down with a thud, I see Bryan closing up on me and I lift myself back up to continue my run. I feel a sharp throbbing pain in my ankle as I run or rather stagger down another set of stairs with my twisted ankle. Suddenly, I feel Bryan grab my wrist and he drag me to the nearest couch in the second living room. He pins my hand above my head and ties them together with the belt he took along with him.

"I was going to make it quick and pleasurable for you but now?" He brings out a pocket knife from his pocket. "I will make it as painful as I can for pulling that stupid stunt you pulled in there."

"I scream in pain when he suddenly cut the remaining pieces of my tank top off my body, he did it carelessly and furiously so I got cut in my stomach in the process. With the way it hurt, I am sure it's a deep cut.

I hurt everywhere, my ankle, my neck, my stomach. I shut my eyes tightly and my shoulders slump in defeat. My eyes flicker open suddenly when I hear a loud thud and different men with firearms aimed at us file in one after the other and it took me a while to see that they are not here to hurt me but to rescue me, they are police officers.

"Get off the lady." A man who looks like the leader of the team commands and the sound of different sirens filled everywhere.

"This building has been surrounded, it's better you do as instructed. Get off the lady now!" He repeats impatiently.

"Bryan hesitates but when he realized that he is outnumbered, he did as instructed and I watch weakly as they handcuffed him and drag him away.

"OMG! She's bleeding, call the ambulance now." I hear a familiar voice yell, I don't have to turn to see who it is, I know who it is already.

I see Jace approaching me with fear written all over his face, he bends down beside me, palm my face and give me a light peck on the forehead. Then he removes his shirt and wrap it around my bleeding stomach with trembling hands. I notice there are unshed tears in his eyes, he's scared but also acting strong for me.

"It's all over Princess, you'll be fine." He mutters over and over again into my ear as he scoop me up in his arms.

It's all over.

Different voices fill my already throbbing head, I smile at Jace weakly and snuggle my head into his chest as my eyelids start dropping. I feel so sleepy.

"No, no, no. Sasha, don't close your eyes. Look at me princess..." I hear Jace saying but I am far gone. The darkness welcomes me with open arms as I fall into a deep slumber.