A/N: Okay this one was a little hard to write.

Rachel woke up to a harsh throbbing in her head. For a moment, she was confused as to her whereabouts, but then it all came flooding back to her. It was pitch black. She tried to stand, but was stopped by a sharp pain that shot through her left leg. With a groan, she sat back down. With shaking hands, she tentatively touched her leg, and winced as her hand came away wet with the blood pooling around her leg. Her head was reeling. She turned and felt her way to the nearest wall. Inching across the floor, she reached the corner. She pulled her knees up to her chest and attempted to slow her breathing. Finn. She wanted Finn more than she had ever wanted anyone in her entire life. She wanted him to hold her in his strong arms and tell her that she was safe again. She wanted him to help her forget all that had happened to her within the past 24 hours. Pull yourself together, Berry. You have to find yourself a way out of here. Get up. she thought to herself. Again, she tried to stand. The pain she felt in her leg was like no other pain she had ever felt before. Teeth clenched, she forced herself to stand straight, but her victory was short lived. Her knees gave way seconds later. Her head slammed hard into the ground. She didn't bother trying to get up again. She pulled herself over to her corner again and began to cry. I want to go home. I want my room, my house, my bed. I want it all. I want this to be over. Her tears fell continuously now. Her own thoughts were interrupted by footsteps approaching her cell. Light flooded the room as the door flew open. Her body instantly stiffened and she leaned deeper into her corner, but it didn't matter. There was no where to go.

Her kidnapper stood in the doorway for a few moments, watching her. After what felt like forever, he stepped in the room and shut the door behind him. Now Rachel had no idea where her attacker was. Terrified, she began to beg.

"Please! Please, I don't know what you want, but my parents will give you anything, please! Leave me alone, let me go!" She hated the way her voice shook while addressing him. Her tears began to flow again. She had never experienced this much fear in her entire life.

"Rachel, Rachel!" he teased. "Who said I wanted something? No, no, no, you silly, misinformed girl. I took you for much different reasons, but thats not what I'm here to discuss." Rachel suddenly felt his warm breath on her face and she cringed. She hadn't realized he was so close to her. She whimpered brokenly. A smile spread across his face, and Rachel could see the bright gleam of his teeth. He laughed darkly and stepped away from her.

Still smiling, Rachel watched him pull something out of his pocket. She couldn't exactly make out what it was he held in his hand. He backed up and sat down in a chair Rachel hadn't seen before. The room suddenly became devastatingly quiet. The chair then squeaked as he leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. He pulled a lighter out of his pocket and let the small flame show. With the dim light, he pulled lighter to the object in his hand. Rachel sucked in her breath as she saw the light dance of the blade of the knife.

"Now it's not the most traditional way, but it's a lot more fun, now isn't it?" He winked at the girl in the corner. Rachel only trembled harder as he stood. He slowly began to cover the few yards in between them.

"No. Please, please, please... Please. D-don't do this," she pleaded. "Whatever it is you want or need! They'll give it to you. Please." The last word was just a whisper. There were only inches in between them now. He stood above her and looked down at her longingly. He let the flat part of the blade rest against Rachel's throat. She sobbed silently, the tears streaming down her face with no sign of slowing.

"Again," he commanded.

"What?" she mumbled.

"Say it. Again." He pressed the side of the blade harder against her neck.

"Please. Please don't" she begged. I love you, Finn. I love you, I love you, I love you, she thought.

Much to her surprise, the pressure disappeared from her throat. His smile disappeared as he stood. Before he left the room, he dug his heel hard into the gash on her leg. Rachel screamed out in pain. The man remained emotionless.

"Not yet," he growled as he stalked out of the room.

A/N: I really wasn't expecting it to get this intense, but here we are. I hope you enjoyed it! Please review!