A/N: So here is I guess the climax of the story, and I need to warn you that there is violence in it, so if you don't want to read it, then I advise you to skip this chapter, but I think it's necessary for you to understand the storyline I'm heading for. so completely understand and hope that you at least leave me a cute message to smile if you don't read it.

This was originally something else, but I changed it. Hope you enjoy it.

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Ten - Downhill Things Go

Previously on "A Promise"...

"Graham." she said as she spun around and bumped into someone.

"At your service, ma'am." he laughed at her.

She stepped away from him and shivered to herself, "Where's Robin?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know you have him, Graham." she yelled, "Now where is he?"

"I'll tell you, come here, I can't say it out loud." he said. The only thing that was lighting them up was the moon, The dark night left them no light, Regina couldn't see her car, or her phone, she couldn't even see her feet. She saw the moon shining in his eyes.

She reluctantly stepped closer but not too close. He began to whisper in her ear, "You're mine now."

"Graham-" she flinched away from him, "Please leave me alone."

Her voice quavered and her hands started to shake. She felt as if her world was closing in, as if it was all falling apart, locking her dangerously alone with Graham.

"My dear, I just want you to love me." he caressed her cheek, her flinching under his touch, and softly rubbed it with his thumb, "Let me love you, Regina."

"No, Graham, get away from me!" she yelled and pulled away from his touch, leaning against her car that she backed into. She had nowhere to go. No one to call for. No one to keep her safe. She was completely alone on this. And she could do nothing to get away from him. But run.

Her eyes averted to the pathways next to them and then back to Graham.

"Don't even think about running, Gina," he said, "It'll all happen too fast. I'll catch you, and you'll still be mine."

"I will never be yours, you don't own me!" she ran for the path, but his hand grabbed her wrist, yanking her body back to his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her body and rocked her side to side with him, kissing her hair and mumbling, "I'll make you love me." over and over again, shortly stopping to hush her soft cries.

"Please let me go, Graham." she cried. He stayed silent and ignored her, continuing to sway with her tightly in his arms.

"Graham, I can't do this, please let go." Regina said, "You're hurting me."

"I'm sorry love, but it's the only way you'll go with me." he said as he pulled her body back with his and to his car. She struggled to pull away from his tight grasp, to run, but nothing was working. He was too strong, and she was too weak. He shoved her in the back of his truck, locking the doors and making sure she couldn't get out, even if she tried. He drove silently, sometimes looking up at her in his mirror, checking that she still was there. All he saw was her crouching in the seat, her knees to her face and the silent yells for help that were expressed by her tears.

As he pulled into the driveway of a, what looked like, abandoned house, she finally took her head out of her knees and looked up. It was painted a dark gray, almost black, with gray shutters and a wooden door. The windows were wooded up and the plants in the front were dead. The trees had no leaves, and the house was not lit with any light, besides the light of the moon. Graham sighed and stepped out of the car, slamming the car door shut behind him and walking around to Regina's door. As he opened it, she scooted to the opposite side of the car so he couldn't reach her.

"Don't be like that," he grabbed her wrist as she tried to pry it away, "We'll have fun."

She pouted as he shut the car door behind her and dragged her up the front steps and into the darkened house. There was no furniture, no decor, no lights, no nothing. He pulled her down the hallway and up the steep flight of stairs, into another darkened hallway. At the end of this one, though, was a small lamp. It's light only bright enough to allow her eyes to see where he was taking her, into a small room that had nothing but a bed.

"This is where you get to stay." he pushed her in and stood in the doorframe, "I'll see you later."

He stepped out of the room and shut the door as she came running towards it, crashing into it and falling to the ground, crying. She heard a lock and his footsteps growing smaller before it was completely silent, except for her quiet whimpers for help.

It was no use though, nothing could help her, no one could save her, she was doomed.

Occasionally, she would hear the faint sounds of Robin calling to her, however, she believed that these were merely her imagination wishing that he had been there. She knew he was being held by Graham and probably Neal, and if they were smart, they would never bring Regina somewhere where Robin was. She allowed herself to at least imagine that Robin was there with her, hushing her softly and protecting her from Graham, holding her tightly and reassuring her that she'd be safe, or taking her away from this scary place. She wished that he was there to hold her hand and tell her everything would be okay. But it wouldn't be okay. She knew she was in for something terrible, something that only Graham would do, that only he would think was love. She knew that she'd put up a fight, but it wouldn't work, he'd still win. He'd still gain "ownership" of her.

She shivered as the cold temperature from the outside seeked through the walls and into her room. She was too scared to move from being against the door. She was too scared that there were things ready for her every move. So, she just stayed where she was and breathed, trying to relax and think of something better, even though she somehow knew she was never getting out.

It seemed like hours and hours had gone by. Her body ached from sitting in the same position for so long, her eyes were dry of crying too many tears, and her head was bursting with pain that all her thoughts were towards Robin.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps, of the ones that could only belong to Graham. She heard a key get pushed into the lock as she scooted over to the wall next to the door, so she wouldn't get hit by the door. A dark figure, which she assumed to be Graham slipped inside and locked the door from the inside before turning to her. The room was only light enough to see their faces, just enough to distinguish that it was Graham who was in the room with Regina. He bent down in front of her and caressed her cheek, rubbing it with his thumb and speaking, "You beautiful thing, you're so scared."

She didn't answer him, but she took her head from his hand and looked the other way.

"You deserve everything in the world, all the love, the happiness, the wealth." he turned her head towards him by her chin, and brushed her hair behind her ears.

"You're too perfect for anyone else."

"Graham, you need to stop." she said as she stood from the ground and pushed past him, "I don't love you."

"Ah, but you did once," he turned to her, "Before that wretched boy from way back when came back."

"He has a name." she said.

"What is it that he has that I don't have, Regina?" he asked, "What is it that makes you love him?"

"I don't need to answer that." she crossed her arms and sat down on the bed.

"But you do."

"And why is that?" she said.

"Because you seem to forget that I have him hostage, too," he smiled, "And with one call, he could get a nice beating."

Graham smiled wickedly and let out a cynical laugh. He walked over to the bed and stood in front of Regina, staring at her for a few minutes. He then bent down and whispered in her ear, "The real question is, are you going to save him or yourself?"

"What do you want?"

"Yo! Are you awake?" Neal yelled into the dark room.

Robin lifted his head, he had no energy whatsoever, and rolled his eyes.

"When can I get out of here?" Robin asked weakly.

"That's what I came to talk to you about." Neal shut the door behind him and walked over to Robin, "I can look the other way if you want to leave."

"And why would you do that?"

"Because I have my own girl at home, and I know what it feels like to miss her and not know if she's okay." Neal shrugged, "Besides, brothers gotta look out for each other."

"I'm not your brother."

"Whatever, just get out of here and find your lady!" Neal quickly untied Robin's wrists from the chair and pushed him up to a stance. Robin turned to him and nodded.

"Do you have any idea where she could be? Did Graham say anything about it?" Robin asked, rubbing his wrists that were cut from the ropes.

"The only thing I know is that it's somewhere isolated and where she wouldn't know or recognize." Neal shrugged before he pushed Robin out of the room and down the stairs to the front door.

"Thanks. Go to your girl." Robin said as he ran out of the building and tried to find his way home.

He walked down the gravel path and appeared in a forest that he knew quite well. He used to have archery classes about a mile down south from where he had ended up, and he knew there was an old abandoned log cabin about ten miles from where he was.

"Isolated, somewhere she wouldn't know?" he started to run east, "The woods, she's gotta be there."

He ran as fast as he could for about two miles, until he came to a slow walk from his lack of energy.

"We can make a deal then?" he said.

"I don't know if that's the best choice, but if its gets Robin safe, I'm all in." Regina replied.

"You're always putting people first, foolish."

"What is it that you want?"

He put a finger to his chin and smiled, "You."

"You already have me."

"I want you for me. You'll have to leave Robin if you want him safe."

"Of course I want him safe, but I'm not going to leave the one I love."

"Love is foolish, what about fun?"

"I can't leave him. He means too much to me." she turned away from him.

"Haven't you ever heard of the saying, 'If you love something, let it go'?" he smirked and laid a hand on her waist.

She stayed silent.

"It's only a matter of time before I make that call." Graham said, spinning her to look at him, "Only a matter of time before he gets hurt. We don't want that do we?"

"Just let him go, whatever, deal."

"Are you sure, Regina?"

"Whatever it takes to have him safe."

Graham pushed Regina's body onto the bed before he laughed and walked out of the room, knowing he would never let Robin go, but he got Regina to agree to leaving him.

Little did Graham know, Neal had already let Robin go.

After an hour, the log cabin finally came into Robin's vision. It was a dark color, covered up with wood and trees and dead plants. He figured this is where she was.

He suddenly heard a scream.

And it was Regina's.