Lilly sighed as she considered what she was going to do tonight. After a week of being shut in preparing for finals she was in desperate need of a night out; and maybe some socialization. After some deliberation, she settled on one of the few places to do anything around here. The bar. The exhausted student threw on one of her black, sweetheart dresses with black Vans, some mascara and vanilla lip gloss and she was ready to go.

The cool evening air was refreshing as she made her way down the street. It would be a long walk, but its not much of a choice when you don't have a car. The sunset was a molten gold backdrop for the small town. The birds were bedding down for the night as the crickets began chirping. It was nice to enjoy a walk alone without worrying about studying or assignments. She began to hum a made-up tune softly. For once she wasn't staring at a computer screen from the moment she woke until she dozed off at the desk. College was exhausting to say the least. It would have helped if she tried in high school, now she had to make up for it with community college, thankfully that could be done online.

Before long she arrived at the bar. The young woman tentatively went through the heavy wooden doors; Country music assaulted her ears instantly. 'Maybe this wasn't such a good idea', she thought with a frown. "I didn't walk all this way to just leave." The few people present were scattered about, talking, laughing, and smoking. Lilly sat down at a corner table and rested her head in her hands for a few minutes trying to figure out what she wanted. She woke with a start and looked around. Only one other person was there save for the bartender. Lilly approached the balding man who was now getting up for another drink.

"Excuse me, can you tell me the time?" She asked sheepishly.

"It's 10:09 darlin'." The man said in a friendly manner.

"Thank you." She said as rubbed her arm, embarrassed.

"It's not a problem sweetie. My name is Bill." He introduced himself with a large grin.

"Uh...Lilly..." She said awkwardly.

"That's a pretty name," Bill whispered quietly to himself before suddenly saying to her "I'll order us some drinks." Before Lilly could reject his offer, the man had ordered a beer and something she didn't catch. Sighing, Lilly decided one drink wouldn't hurt, after all she came here to socialize. He came back with a mug of beer and a colorful drink of some sort. She stared at the glass in front of her with uncertainty.

He watched her intently as she hesitantly took a small sip, staring at the way she smacked her shiny lips as she tried to make out what kind of drink it was, she brushed aside her wavy chocolate brown hair. He sneaked a glance at her ample bosom while she took another, more confident, sip.

Lilly wanted to ask what the name of the drink was, but felt too awkward. It felt like a crime that she had to wait until a couple months ago to try this heaven in a glass, but was expected to drive a metal deathtrap at 16. This was her second time having any alcohol and she was loving it. They sat in silence and enjoyed their respective drinks. Lilly felt more relaxed after finishing hers. They talked generic small talk like the weather, work, and the news.

"Thank you for the drink, but it's getting late and I should get going." Lilly said politely as she got up from her seat.

Bill nodded as he folded his arms and sighed. "Goodnight then." He said in barely veiled disappointment. She waved awkwardly before turning and leaving. "They always leave", he whispered bitterly as he watched Lilly slip out the door. Lilly wasn't looking forward to her trek home, but was glad she wore comfortable shoes. Suddenly Bill appeared in front of her with wild eyes looking over her. Lilly gasped, too shocked too understand what was going on.

"Are you okay?" She asked in panic.

"They always leave." He muttered, it was hard to hear over her thumping heart.

"W-what?" Lilly asked in confusion.

"Why did you leave?!" Bill growled.

Taken aback Lilly barely managed to stammer out a response, "S-sorry, I have school work to d-do."

He took a swing at her which she barely dodged. She took off down the sidewalk towards her apartment. The wind was knocked out of her as she was tackled to the pavement. Her world went black.

Lilly awoke hours later, the first thing that got her attention was her aching body. She tried to focus her blurry vision to make out the unfamiliar surroundings. She attempted to get up and to her horror realized she was tied to a bed post. Her breath quickened as she tried to wrench herself free, but tired quickly from the effort. Doing her best to stay level headed, Lilly fought the urge to scream and thought it would be best to play "possum". She didn't have to wait too long as Bill walked in the room with something in his hands. Too curious to go along with her previous plan she opened her eyes and watched him move about on the other side of the room.

Bill startled the poor woman when he knelt beside her, brandishing a pair of scissors. Holding back tears, she scooted as far back as her bonds would let her. He rolled his eyes at her reaction, typical. He wondered what made him so unlovable to women? With a scowl, he cut up the middle of her dress, then made quick work of her sleeves, leaving her sitting in her undergarments. That was her favorite dress too!

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She snapped in his face. A sharp stinging pain blossomed on her face as she reeled back trying to process what just happened.

"Feisty, I like that." He said with a sinister grin plastered on his face.

Chills went down Lilly's spine. She wasn't sure what to do. Things like this only happened on the news or in the movies, not to her. Tears leaked down her face as she thought about all the crime shows her mother used to watch and how this seemed like something straight out of one. This was real.

"W-what do you want?" Her voice cracked as she clenched her fists anxiously.

"You." He whispered seductively in her ear, making her shudder in terror.

"What do y-you mean?" She stuttered as she tried to find a way out of her restraints. 'Just keep him talking,' she thought to herself.

"Your body, mind and soul." He whispered into the crook of her neck as he ran his fingers through her soft hair.

"You can't just keep me here." She tried to reason as she shifted uncomfortably.

"It's not like you can do anything about it sweetheart, you're mine now." He said huskily as he lazily picked at her left bra strap. Lilly whimpered and pulled her knees up to her chest. After a few moments of silence, he cut off her under garments, leaving her sitting on cloth scraps. Tears flooded her vision as she trembled in terror. Bill closely examined her hair. He grabbed one of Lenore's old brushes out of the closet and returned to Lilly's side. He brushed it very carefully, gently working out knots. She sat there perplexed. Why would he be brushing her hair? He pulled a section of her hair up and snipped off five inches of it. He continued, ignoring the girl's noises of protest. Once finished he inspected his work, turning her head this way and that, a grin of satisfaction spread on his lips. Lilly stared at pile of hair surrounding her wide eyed.

"Much better now, didn't you know that your hair needs to be trimmed every six weeks?" He said as he stroked her now silky-smooth strands. "Now that those pesky split ends are gone it's much softer." He continued as he buried his face in her scalp and sniffed. Lilly tensed from the contact.

He begrudgingly got up and swept the hair into a dustpan. She tried to pull out of the well tied ropes when he left the room. Frantically yanking unsuccessfully, her heart sank when she saw a knife in his hand. He knelt back down beside her and waved it around in her face. "P-please!" She begged as more tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Shhh my love." He put a finger up to her lips and tapped the knife over her heart. A wicked grin splayed across his features as he sliced into her skin. Stinging pain put her over the edge as she screeched in agony. Bill stuffed a hair covered piece of cloth in her mouth and used another piece to gag her. She tried to suppress her gag reflex, which dulled the pain momentarily. He made more cuts in her skin. After a few minutes, he put a mirror in front of her. She jumped at all the blood. He dabbed some of it away with part of the shirt he was wearing. It wasn't a bunch of random cuts...it was an infinity sign with his first initial and hers above it. Lilly stared in horror and fainted.

Bill sighed as that wasn't the reaction he was hoping for. Of course, she didn't appreciate the care he took in his handiwork. He fetched a first-aid kit off the nightstand and got to work cleaning the wound he made, having reservations about bandaging it. Bill carefully taped a piece of gauze to her chest, staunching the bleeding. He caressed her cheek, leaving bloody smears on her ivory skin.

Lilly stirred awake, uncomfortably aware of the warm bare skin pressed to hers. She winced from the stinging pain on her chest. Pulling against her bonds again proved futile. A huff of frustration escaped her lips, waking Bill. He groaned and smacked his lips, nuzzling the side of her head, sniffing her hair.

"You won't ever leave me. I'll never be alone again." He whispered in her ear.

She turned her head, "If this is how you pick up women no wonder you're single. I have to get home to fucking study and finish my English assignment; I don't have time for your I'm lonely bullshit." She snapped, glaring daggers at him.

He stared at her in shock at her outburst. "I-I-I…you're mine." He growled, cupping her cheek roughly, bringing them nose to nose. "You're not going anywhere, sweetheart." He snarled before smashing his lips to hers. She spluttered and tried to headbutt him. "I don't have time for this! LET. ME. GO." Lilly screeched angrily as she thrashed around.

"We have all the time in the world. You'll find me quite lovable if you just give me a chance." He said softly, caressing her cheek with his thumb.

"No." She said sharply.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way." Bill sighed, steeling himself.

"I'd say the hard way, but I don't think you're capable of getting a hard on gramps." Lilly snarled.

"The hard way it is then." He snapped, pinching her cheek.

"C'mon man, just let me go. I didn't do anything to you. I'll pay you back for the drink if that's what this is about." She pleaded.

"Oh, it's not about the drink. You've stolen my heart." He said with an edge in his voice, tenderly caressing her wound.

"You're kidding..." She hissed trailing off. Her assignments were never later so if none of them get turned in maybe someone will notice something is wrong. Now all she had to do is survive.

"You're all mine." He said with a predatory grin, feeling her up. Lilly gave him a disgusted look. "Soon those eyes will be filled with love instead of whatever that is."

"Love? You don't know the meaning of the word." Lilly snapped, looking at him with wild eyes.

"Really? Let me show you then." He said lustfully as he grabbed a handful of her breast. Lilly tried to headbutt him again. Her eyes finally focused she got a good look at their surroundings and realized she was in a bedroom. That means there were people.

"HELP! FIRE! FIRE!" She screamed as loud as she could. Bill clamped his hand over her mouth and gave her a strange look.

"The only fire here is my burning desire." He growled lustfully, massaging her breast.

"Ew." She hissed.

"That's no way to treat me." He said, hurt. Lilly rolled her eyes. If she ever got out of this alive, she was switching majors and becoming a hermit.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked after few moments of silence.

Lilly thought about lying, unsure of what that had to do with anything. "Why?" She asked defiantly.

Bill rolled his eyes and spread her legs roughly, Lilly stared at him in mute horror. She shuddered when he touched her intimates. "You are." He said with a devilish grin. Lilly balled her fists and struggled against the restraints. Desperately trying to put some sort of distance between them. "Such a pretty flower." He whispered, trailing wet sloppy kisses up her inner thigh. The reality of the situation sobered her up. Lilly sprung into action, violently thrashing around, kneeing Bill in the chest. He slapped her hard, she reeled from the blow, grimacing from the coppery taste in her mouth. She shrieked as she wrenched one of her bloodied hands free. Bill caught her hand and quickly pinned her. Lilly bit his flabby side, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth. He roared in pain and awkwardly swung at her back, his fist landing on her ribs. She screeched,still holding on, blood dribbling out of the side of her mouth.

"You little bitch!" He shouted, pulling her hair. She screamed, releasing him, spitting out the liquid crimson. He laid on top of her and cuffed her to the headboard, snugging them down tightly. Lilly tried to wrench her wrists free only to bruise them. Bill craned his neck to see the damage. It was a deep bite, he would have to disinfect and stitch it. He gave her a withering glare before wordlessly grabbing the first-aid kit. Bill hissed in pain from the peroxide he dabbed on his side. Lilly stared at the orange bubbles on his wound, wishing she could have done more damage. He held gauze to his side to staunch the bleeding. "Why would you do something like that?!" Bill demanded with ragged breaths.

Lilly glared at him, "Hypocrite." She snarled.

He got to work stitching himself up, grunting in pain. "You're going to regret that." He hissed.

"Not as much as going to that shitty bar." Lilly said acidly.

Bill finished bandaging himself quickly. He scowled at Lilly and punched her side. She wheezed and curled up as much as her bonds would allow.

"Don't you ever do something like that again!" He snarled, looming over her.

"Fuck you!" Lilly shouted, glaring daggers.

Bill clenched his jaw, the veins on his forehead popping out a little. Lilly visibly recoiled. "Get used to this face, it's the only one you're going to see for a long time." He snarled, pressing a piece of cloth to her mouth and nose, her eyes widened in surprise. She fell unconscious before she could put up a fight. Bill laid next to her limp body and sighed. He would have to break this one's spirit.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I'm excited to see what you guys think!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my OC Lilly and the plot.