Thank you for reading. We have entered the Hellish period of the story so bare with me. Writing scenes like this takes a different mindset and is harder to write than the happy, love story scenes. Stick around for the ride because I promise it will be worth it!
**CONTINUED TRIGGER WARNING**He continued to work his thumbs into the pressure points on my feet, an act that if done normally and by Owen would have been heavenly. Instead, I shuddered at his touch and wanted to pull away from him and kick him in the face but I was stopped by not only the restraints he had on my feet but also the deranged look on his face as he talked of our plans for the future.“I’m thinking we will go somewhere remote. Tennessee has some rural places but nothing remote enough and I think it will be too easy for them to find us in Tennessee. No, I’m thinking someplace like Montana or maybe the Dakotas. Someplace where we won’t have neighbors for miles. You can homeschool Nate while we grow our family and everything will be perfect. We could have had all of that here but no, you had to decide that I wasn’t good enough for you and run off with that pretty boy.”His grip on my feet tightened to the point of painful and I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped my lips.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: The next few chapters come with a TRIGGER WARNING. Although I would never include graphic imagery of sexual assault or anything like that, given this situation with Aurora being held captive, it could potentially bother some readers. If you are one of those, please skip this chapter. From this point forward, I will warn if the chapter could potentially be triggering.Aurora’s POVAs I opened my eyes, my vision blurred and my head was pounding. I tried to move and found my arms and legs restrained. Not only that but when I tried to open my mouth, I found it taped shut. I could only breathe through my nose and that, on top of being tied down sent me into an automatic state of panic. Wherever I was, it was dark. I was laying on something hard, like a table. I pulled against whatever restraints were holding me down but it was useless. I was stuck, trapped.I laid my head back and closed my eyes and tried to recall what had happened and how I got here. I remembered leaving th
OWEN’S POVAs I walked away from Gracie, I had to fight the lump in my throat that threatened to suffocate me. I should have listened to her this morning and just let the two of us sleep in and completely ditch school altogether. It would have saved us from the shocking surprise this morning, letting our friends tell us in advance so we could talk about it and prepare for it.Instead, my girlfriend can’t even stomach being around me right now. I know she loves me and I know she believes me when I told her that I didn’t have anything to do with what happened in that video she was sent but at the same time, I know it has devastated her seeing Chloe walk through that door this morning. Looking at me right now is just a reminder of every emotion she felt when she watched that video for the first time. All her self doubts, all the hurt, all of the feelings of inadequacy. I can just see it all running through her mind right now and there is not a single thing I can do about it because my mer
As I walked down the hill, away from the school, I realized two things. One, it felt great being out in the cool, fall morning air. It was both refreshing and rejuvenating, especially considering my mood and everything I was feeling. But, more importantly, I realized the obvious second thing. That I hadn’t really thought this completely through when I left the school.Owen had drove both of us to school this morning so I was without a vehicle and a mile from town. Not that a mile was a big deal but I was six miles from the house and that was a bigger problem. As I contemplated my options, I decided to go to the diner. It was only a mile and a half and that distance was much more manageable.I made it down onto the road without anyone running out of the school chasing after me so I breatehd a sigh of relief and started walking back toward town, staying in the short grass along the side of the road. The traffic was fairly light and nobody really paid me any attention. If there was anythi
The second Chloe walked out the door with Courtney, Owen swiftly turned to me and started to talk but I raised my hand to stop him.“Not here.” I hissed.I threw my history book in my bag and zipped it up before standing up and draping it across my back. I didn’t even glance at Owen as I marched across the small space from our desks to the door. I could hear him behind me but at this moment, I didn’t even know if I wanted him to follow me. I was upset and I needed to be alone and I knew that was something he wasn’t going to allow.I made a beeline down the hall for the stairs and practically ran down them. There was only one place I could think to go right now, the same place Courtney and Danny had taken me to talk the last time I was so incredibly upset with Owen, the balcony over the gym. I glanced back to see Owen still behind me, head down and looking completely distraught.I felt guilty for the way I was acting but I couldn’t help what I was feeling at the moment. It wasn’t his fa
Every insecurity I had ever known since meeting Owen came rushing back as the rush of blood drowned out everything except my heart beating loudly in my ears. I watched as Mr. Hanson’s mouth moved and in the recesses of my mind, I could hear the echo of his big, booming voice but couldn’t comprehend a single word he said. Whatever it was, the blond bombshell standing in front of us only had eyes for one person and it wasn’t our history teacher.Her entire focus was on my boyfriend and as I looked over at him, he was looking anywhere and everywhere except her or me. I watched as he finally settled on the safest position he could manage at the moment, his head down. He looked distraught, guilty even and for some reason, the fact that he wasn’t looking at me and begging forgiveness just pissed me off.As my luck would have it, there was only one empty seat in the entire classroom and it was on the other side of Owen. But, who was I kidding. There could have been twenty empty seats and she