Sam's POV
Yes! It was finally morning and after all of these years of being single, I was just going to ask him out, once and for all, and tell him that I love him! I had a quick shower and then got changed into my denim shorts and my angry birds t-shirt. Next, I picked up my phone to find out that I had missed a text from Tom. When I looked at it I got the shock of my life: he had asked me out! I instantly replied when I heard my front door open. I stood up and went to the top of my stairs. When I got there I looked down and my eyes were met with Dylan... He was holding a knife.
As soon as I saw him I quickly but quietly made my way to my bedroom and grabbed my phone and silently opened the bathroom door and walked in and made my way to sit on the toilet seat. As I did so I heard the stairs creak like they always did when someone walked up them. I climbed into the bath and texted Tom - he already had my address so I didn't need to waste time texting that to him too. When I had climbed in the bath I was a bit squished but it'll do. Minutes later I heard my bathroom door had been bashed down! I PAYED £32 FOR THAT I thought to myself. But it goes silent for just a few moments, before I heard someone walking towards me. I squeezed my eyes together as tight as they would go which actually gave me a brief headache.
It felt like an hour but in reality it was only a few seconds, the person was holding me up by my top and holding something cold and sharp up to my neck. The best day ever - the day I'm finally not single - and I'm not going to even enjoy an hour of it. Where is he? Where are you Tom? When I open my eyes all I see is Dylan smirking at me. Oh no, I'm crying and I want to brush the tears away but I can't because my arms are pinned by my side in fear. He pulls me up and I can't help scream.
"SAM!" I heard someone shout but I was too scared to reply until I heard pounding up the stairs. I felt myself been laid down and handcuffed to my own bed. I felt him rip off my clothes whilst he taped my mouth shut. Once he had finished, he locked my bedroom door, presumably so that Tom couldn't get through, and it has twelve locks and padlocks because a few months ago I was diagnosed with anxiety so I have to lock my door every night.
Just when he starts stripping I hear Tom barging at the door to open it. I want to shout to him but I can't. When Dylan was undressed he got a condom. I attempted to scream but obviously I couldn't with the tape on my mouth. When he was ready he comes over and he laid on the bed right next to me.
He stood up for a minute and I thought he was finished but instead he just laid on me and starts moving slowly up and down and works his way down my body. It was horrid I couldn't breath at all. But just then, the locks started to come loose and the door fell down while Dylan is still on me. It was Tom