Chapter 20

Willow's POV

Over the course of the night, sleeping in Maddox's oddly comfortable arms, I could feel him pick me up and take me to another room. I am sure it was back to his room, but I fell asleep in only a few moments after being carried down the hall. 

Now I'm here, laying in the uncomfortably comfortable mattress with my arm hanging above my head in a handcuff. Theres bandages around my wrist, just to protect me from having the metal engrave bloodied, rusty, lacerations in my wrists. 

I've woken up only a minute ago from a long nights rest, but I still feel so incredibly tired. So tired I feel like I was hit by a train twice then someone tried to kill me by ramming me into a brick wall a hundred times over. 

I grab hold of the chain thats linking the cuff to the bed and pull myself up into a sitting position, leaning my body weight into the pillows and breathing out heavily. 

The need to puke out my in