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Anywho...this chapter may contain scenes some readers find upsetting. There is mention of abuse both psychical and sexual. I apologise in advance if it is a touchy subject for some reasons.

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"Dude what the fuck?" Came Elliot's voice as he stormed into his brother's office and looked to him in complete disbelief. "I thought you would have been happy to see Ana, yet she's leaving in tears? What the hell did you say to her?" Elliot demanded as he looked to his younger brother. He might have been some hot shot billionaire but Elliot had no problem in calling Christian out on his bullshit and seeing Ana upset had angered Elliot. They had known her since they were kids.

Still rooted in the spot Ana left him in, Christian looked to his brother hearing his voice before he then frowned a little before sighing and shaking his head. "It's complicated."

"Complicated? You didn't need to be a dickhead to her. She was already nervous about coming to see you; she's probably just going to end up leaving again now."

"I need to talk to her." Christian declared as he went over to his chair and grabbed his jacket.

"Well bit late for that mate she's fucking gone!" He shook his head. "Seriously Christian what happened? She looked devastated…"

Christian looked to him and sighed. "I can't tell you. Not yet. I need to speak to her first."

Elliot frowned as he folded his arms across his chest and looked to his younger brother. "Now you're hiding things from me. When she turned up last night she was hiding something as well! Christian what the hell is going on?" Elliot demanded looking to Christian. He needed to know what was going on and now it was clear that they were both hiding something from him. He hated not knowing what was going on. Why couldn't they just tell him?

"Do you know where she is staying?" Christian asked, completely blanking Elliot's comment and question. He couldn't discuss this with him. Not now.

Elliot scowled at his brother before he sighed and shrugged a little. "She said she was staying at the Fairmount for a few days until she got a place sorted."

"She's staying in Seattle? Permanently?" Christian asked looking to him.

"She was but after your encounter with her she's probably running for the hills." He rolled his eyes and looked to his brother. "You both have some serious explaining to do but right now I suggest you go after her and sort this mess out before we never hear from her again." He told him before he left his office.

Christian sighed as he watched his brother go before he then grabbed his papers from his desk and popped them into his briefcase before heading out, running his fingers through his hair he looked to Andrea. "Andrea cancel anything I have on this afternoon and reschedule them. I have to leave the office for the rest of the day. Anything important please go through Ros." He told her before he then headed down the corridor towards the elevator, looking to Taylor as he came and stood beside him, seeing the concerned look on his face.

"Sir."

"To the Fairmount hotel Taylor." Christian instructed him as he stepped into the elevator.

"Yes sir." Taylor responded as he stepped into the elevator and pushing the button for the garage.

As they reached garage, Christian headed straight over to the SUV and climbed into the back, looking briefly to Taylor as he climbed into the front before he stared aimlessly out of the window as Taylor began to head towards the hotel. He needed answers from her. He had no idea what was going through her head right now and knowing she left upset he knew that wasn't good. Upset Ana was unpredictable Ana and that was never a good thing. As Taylor stopped outside the hotel he climbed out of the SUV and headed inside, heading over to the reception desk, Taylor following close behind him.

"M..M..Mr Grey…" The receptionist stuttered as he stopped in front of her before glancing to the computer screen in front of her before looking back to Christian. "We don't see to have a reservation for you sir…"

Christian smiled, leaning on the desk slightly. "No I'm here to meet with a friend. Anastasia Steele? Unfortunately she didn't leave me her room number and her phone is going straight to voicemail so I think her phone's died…she told me to meet her here, do you know if she's back yet? I know she had a meeting this morning." He lied fluttering his eye lashes at her.

"Oh yes certainly Mr Grey. Miss Steele arrived back about twenty minutes ago. She went straight up to the penthouse suite. Would you like me to call her room to tell her you've arrived?"

Christian smiled and shook his head. This was too easy. "That won't be necessary, I'll just head on up. She'll be expecting me." He informed her before he headed towards the elevator, giving Taylor a stiff nod before getting into the waiting elevator cart and pushing the button for the top floor. He was a little surprised she was in the penthouse suite but then he had no idea what she was doing…had no idea of her life the past ten years. As the elevator pinged open he stepped out and headed down to the corridor and over to the penthouse suite. He had stayed here a few times before he bought his apartment in Escala so he was familiar with the layout. Stopping outside the suite he took a deep breath before he gave a stern knock to the door, leaning on the door frame. He could hear moving around inside so he knew she was in there. Knocking the door once more he drummed his fingers lightly on the door. He was getting impatient.

"Alright I'm coming!" Ana huffed throwing on her sweats and a vest, her hair still wrapped up in a towel from her shower. Flinging the door open her mouth dropped slightly seeing Christian there before she frowned. "How the hell did you find me?" She asked looking to him.

Brushing past her, he stepped inside. "Elliot's not good at keeping secrets." He mumbled as he glanced around the suite slightly, it was simple and elegant. Everything was white and cream, a small white solid table, a laptop on the end of it with papers by the side from where she had clearly been working. "Never really pegged you for the penthouse suite type of girl." He mumbled looking to her before sighing. "We really need to talk."

As he just walked in Ana rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Come on in why don't you." She grumbled before she shut the door and looked to him, moving her arms around herself "Yeah well you don't really know me anymore do you? A lot of things can happen in ten years. Never pegged you being a billionaire at the age of twenty six either." She commented before shrugging. "There's nothing to talk about. I know everything I need to." She shrugged a little once more before she headed into the bathroom, taking the towel from her head and quickly towel drying her hair before tossing it into the laundry bin.

"Elliot said you left upset. In fact he gave me hell for it." He called over to her. "Want to tell me what's going on?"

Emerging from the bathroom Ana looked to him. "There's nothing to tell." She told him tying her hair up into a messy bun.

"Oh there is plenty to talk about." He told her firmly, shrugging out of his jacket and throwing it over the cream sofa. "And I'm not going anywhere until we have talked through this."

Ana rolled her eyes. "Okay? Short version? I'm going to destroy Elena Lincoln." She chimed looking to him. "I was going to ruin her anyway but after you confirmed that she got her disgusting hands on you I'm going to absolutely destroy her." She told him with a shrug.

"There's something you're not telling me…"

"There's a time and place and now is not it."

"Why not?" He asked looking to her before he sighed as she didn't answer him. "Where have you been the last ten years?" He asked, trying to take a different approach.

"Here and there. New York mainly."

"That's where you went when you left?" He asked softly.

Ana nodded slightly. "Yeah. My dad knew some people out there. They put us up until we found our own place."

"How did you convince your parents to go?" He asked.

"My dad isn't an Elena fan. Never has been. I told him everything as soon as I got home. He decided there and then we had to leave. Mom was reluctant to move and said it was just nonsense but dad gave her an ultimatum. Come with us or never see us again." She told him moving to sit on the couch before looking to him before sighing. "We left pretty much straight away the next morning. Packed what we could and just left. I didn't have a chance to say goodbye. I wanted to tell you. My dad got rid of all our phones. Made sure there was no way Elena was able to find us. My dad wasn't going to risk it. He's always had suspicions about her; didn't trust her but it all came pretty clear what kind of woman she was when I tried to come back."

Listening to her, Christian moved to sit down next to her, though keeping enough distance between them. "You tried to come back?" He asked with a frown. "When?"

Ana gave a small nod. "I tried to come back to see you on your birthday." She mumbled keeping her eyes locked onto her hands in her lap.

Christian looked to her surprised. "You did?" He asked with a frown. "What happened?"

"Of course I did. You were turning sixteen. I wanted to be there." She told him with a shrug before locking her eyes onto his. "Elena happened." Ana simply told him looking to him. "She caught me before I had the chance to see you."

"So she caught you trying to see me and what? You just left again?"

Ana looked to him and raised an eyebrow at him. "Not exactly." She shook her head and sighed. "It doesn't matter anymore okay? All you need to know is that bitch is going down. And I'll do it with or without your help."

"How can I help when you're not being totally honest with me?" He whispered looking to her before he then frowned noticing something on her chest. Scars. Scars that seemed to mirror his own from what he could see. "How did you get those?" He asked gesturing to her scars.

"You ask too many questions." She grumbled with a roll of her eyes.

"You dodge too many questions." He countered before he sighed. "Come on Ana….talk to me…"

"How long did she abuse you for?" Ana asked looking to him. She needed the attention away from her.

"She didn't abuse me…she helped me…"

Ana burst out laughing as she looked to him. "Is that what she told you? She was helping you?" She shook her head. "Wow. She's more fucked up than I thought." She looked to him. "How long?" She pried.

"Six years."

Ana looked to him. She felt sick. "You're into it aren't you?" She asked looking to him. "You're into the BDSM crap? Into her lifestyle…" She shook her head and got to her feet. "I leave to keep you safe and she turns you into her bitch."

Christian glared to her. "I was never her bitch. I was her submissive for six years before becoming a dominant myself. She taught me everything I need to know."

"Elliot said you're distant. Angry. You hardly go to your parent's house. Never had a girlfriend from what your mother told me last night."

"Elliot needs to learn to keep his mouth shut and my private life isn't anyone's business."

"You don't see what she's done to you."

"She helped me. When you left I was angry. I didn't know how to control it. I nearly got kicked out of school again. She helped me to control my anger."

"She was abusing you! You were fifteen! She was using your emotions to her advantage!" She shook her head, running her fingers through her hair as she began to pace. "If you knew what she was really like then you'd see it."

"Well maybe if you didn't leave then perhaps it wouldn't have happened." He snapped at her, though he instantly regretted it seeing the crushed look on her face. "Ana…I'm sorry…"

"I think you should leave." She told him, trying to fight back to tears as she turned and stared out the window. "It's very clear you are on her side."

"I'm not on anyone's side!" He sighed and got to his feet and headed over to her. "Ana please…I'm just trying to understand…" He whispered moving behind her, seeing her back he could see the scars. Scars that once again mirrored his own. "Ana…" He whispered moving his hand to her shoulder.

Ana stiffened feeling him behind her. Seeing in the reflection he was going to touch her shoulder, Ana spun and caught his hand, her grip on his wrist tight as she looked to him. "Don't…" She whispered to him.

"Then talk to me." He begged looking to her. "I need to know what the hell is going on. You never used to be afraid of me touching you…"

Ana sighed as she let go of his wrist. "There's so much you don't know…"

"Then answer my questions." He whispered to her. "We used to tell each other everything…we still can…"

"Things have changed. I've changed. You've changed." She whispered back with a sigh.

"I know why I've changed…" He began looking to her. "Question is why have you?"

Ana looked to him before sighing. As she went to answer him she sighed as her phone began to ring. Moving over to her handbag she pulled her phone out and quickly answered it, pressing it to her ear. "Hi dad…no I'm fine I promise." She sighed. "Dad please…everything is nearly ready…no she isn't aware I'm here. The only people who know are the Greys…well the invitations went out today…" She sighed once more. "Yes I'll call Jacobs if it gets too much." She promised before smiling. "I love you too dad. I'll see you in a couple days. Bye." Hanging up the phone she looked to Christian. "Sorry about that. My dad gets worried."

Listening to the conversation Christian was very intrigued to say the least. Looking to her he gave a smile. "How is your dad?" He asked to him. He remembered Ray; he liked going fishing with him and his own father and Elliot when they were younger.

"He's good. He has a bit of arthritis now but that doesn't stop him."

"And your mom?"

"Well she's my mom." She commented with a chuckle. "She hasn't changed much. Though she's a lot more…protective of me…for obvious reasons."

"Who's Jacobs?" He asked curiously to her.

Ana held her breath slightly before sighing. "Jacobs is my therapist."

Christian's eyebrows shot up. "You see a therapist?" He asked looking to her.

Ana gave a slight nod. "Yeah."

"So do I…" He offered with a smile before he offered her his hand. "Please come sit with me….we need to talk…"

Ana looked to him before sighing. "If you want to talk then I'm going to need a drink. A strong one." She mumbled as she headed over to the mini bar and pulled out a bottle of whisky. Grabbing two glasses she headed over to couch and sat herself down, pouring them each a glass before she bought her legs up underneath herself, turning to face Christian slightly passing him his glass of whisky.

"Thank you." He smiled taking the glass and got himself comfy before he looked to her, he knew he needed to break the ice first. "We're very similar you know. I still don't like to be touched either."

Taking a large gulp of her whisky, Ana's eyes locked to his briefly. "You used to let me touch you."

"And you're probably still the only person who I would allow to touch me." He told her honestly. "We both know why I had a fear of touch…but why do you?" He asked softly. "You freaked out in my office when I touched your arm…then when I went to touch your shoulder…well your reflexes are pretty quick."

"It's a long story…" She mumbled rubbing her forehead a little.

"Okay then…let's start with something easier…" He began as he looked to her. "Tell me what happened…when Elena caught you coming here for my birthday…"

"It's not exactly easy." She whispered with a sigh, her eyes locked on the glass in her hands. She could feel the tears stinging her eyes already. "It ties in with why I don't like to be touched." She looked to him before she rubbed her forehead a little knowing he wasn't going to back down. "Just let me get it all out before you say anything."

Christian looked to her. "What did she do to you Ana?"

"She punished me." She whispered with a sigh, blinking back the tears she looked to him. "When she caught me…she dragged me straight back to her hell hole. Ranting and raving to me on how I broke my promise and now there would be consequences. I was so scared she was going to hurt you." She took a breath and looked to him. "She held me prisoner for five days. In her dungeon. Her room of pain…" She rolled her eyes and took another large gulp of her whisky, finishing it off. "She took my phone off me. Text my parents pretending to be me saying that everything was fine…on the day of your birthday…she burnt me with cigarettes." She swallowed hard and took a breather before continuing. "She burnt me…like you were burnt. Our burns are exactly the same. She said this was my punishment for trying to see you. That now I would forever have something to remind me of you and it was the closest thing I'd ever get to being anywhere near you again…" She looked to him. He looked ill. He had gone as white as a sheet which was going to make her next confession even harder. "Over the next two days the punishments continued. She would hit me with belts, whips, chains…whatever she could get her hands on. Each time more painful than the last. The last day….I thought she was going to kill me. Hell she nearly did. When she returned that evening she wasn't alone. She had bought someone with her. I didn't get his name but I knew he was there to hurt me. She had this stupid smirk plastered across her lips." She quickly wiped her eyes but that didn't stop the tears falling. "He attacked me. Raped me. Brutally. She said this was a warning and I was never to set foot in Seattle again or she would hurt you and make me watch before she would kill me…she eventually let me go that night, but the guy…he…he was so rough…between the beating and the force of him…I ended up in hospital. Your mom found me collapsed outside the emergency room on her way in…she treated me." She looked to him. "Your mom was sworn to secrecy. I didn't tell her what happened but I made her promise not to mention to you or anyone else that I was here or what had happened to me." She quickly told him. "I still have nightmares about what happened and the thought of anyone touching me makes me feel sick. A year after it happened…I was still struggling. Massively. My mom and dad were heartbroken. A mess. I told them what had happened to me. My mom cried every time she looked at me, my dad didn't let me leave the house for a long time, not that I wanted to leave the house. I was home schooled from then on. The nightmares got so bad…I just wanted it to end." She whispered wiping her eyes once more. "I tried to kill myself…but my dad found me in time. I was treated in hospital and then sectioned…I've been seeing my therapist ever since."

As she opened up to him, Christian was shocked to the say the least. Elena did all those things to her. To his best friend. To the girl he loved. He thought Elena was his friend. Thought she was helping him in the long run but in reality she was the reason. It was her fault. No he didn't like to be touched, but Ana was helping him get over this. He allowed her to touch him. And then she left. He went back to fearing touch. Not wanting anyone to touch him in case they left him. As she talked about being attacked and raped he could feel the bile rising in his throat. How could Elena do that? He didn't understand? He had always seen Elena as a friend, but now? She was nothing but a monster and he was going to do whatever he could to help Ana bring this woman down. She wasn't going to get away with all the things she done. He wasn't going to allow it. They would get their revenge.