Tight ropes cut at Ally's wrist leaving behind dark red blood stains on her pale skin. Her attempts to be freed was only making matters worse, and the cuts were becoming deeper. She was terrified that her life would soon possibly come to an end if this "torture" continues on.
She quietly wept, feeling pity upon herself thinking there was no way out of this.
"Help!" She called out, feeling like a dumb ass knowing he would come down.
'why did I do that?' she thought to herself.

Ally's knees became numb due to the cold, basement floor pressuring pain on to her bones.

"Please, someone help." She whimpered. "Someone... Anybody."

Ally's thoughts were interupted by slamming of the upstairs door, creating a fast beating tempo to her weakening heart.
"Oh god," She whispered, "He's coming."

A tall, blonde haired boy walked a slow, anticpating walk down the concrete steps.

"Well, well, well If it isn't my pretty 'assitant'. He smirked, showing his domiance he had over her.

"What do you want from me?" Ally choked on her spit trying to speak.

"You, I thought I made myself clear a while ago."

"Why? When you said you 'loved me'?"

"Yes, thats exactly when, Sweet heart."

"Go to hell Austin."

"Thank you."

Austin slowly approached Ally, keeling in front of her. He began pushing back her hair with a silver, sharp bladed kinfe.

"You are beautiful, you know that right? Even when you are all covered in blood. You know, I can wash you soon."

"So you can just apply more blood?"

"Actually yes."

"God you're a dick."

"Thanks, I try."

Austin pushed his victims body to the ground, unbuckling his pants and pushing them down to his knees.

"NO! NO please don't!" She cried.

"Shut up!" He hit her face, leaving behind thick blood running from her temple. He thrusted himself into her, making her scream for someone, anyone to come help her.

"I said shut up!" He cupped his hand over her mouth, quieting her screams and cries. He slowly layed his body on to hers, feeling close to her but how could a man like him be 'close' to one of his victims? Ally ran her fingers there his hair, feeling the exact same way.

"I hate you." She spoke before she passed out in lack of sleep and pain.


Austin carried Ally's broken body to the bath tub filled with warm water. She was tired, and her peace of mind was no longer existing. He placed her slowly in the water that rose once her body was settled in the tub. He lathered her body with body wash, removing the stains and hurt that rested on her body. Austin's hand ran over her breast and onto her neck, up to her cheek.

"I hate you."

Yeah, I don't know i was just bored.