A/N: HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL READERS. (: Thank you all for your LOVELY reviews last chapter, I can't believe I have a little over two hundred reviews in ten chapters! Thanks!3

Dedicated to we-will-not-fall-down and she knows why!(:

THERE IS SOME KINDA EXPLICIT VIOLENCE AND OTHER THINGS. YOU ARE WARNED.

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Clare's POV

"Showtime," Owen said, and started moving closer to me. There was a creepy smile on his face and with every step he took I could feel my heart pounding.

I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but evil. He's truly a sick, twisted person. He made it to the bed and straddled me, making it clear what he was about to do.

He leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to my mouth. "Stop," I tried to yell, but it was muffled. Tears stung my eyes and I tried to push him off of me with my body since my arms were still restrained.

Owen finally pulled away, allowing me to breathe. "Please, d-don't…" I begged, and he smiled.

Without a sound he kissed me again, his fingers clutching my sides with a bruising force. I whimpered and tried to resist but I couldn't.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife, opening it up and grinning at the gleaming metal. "W-What are you g-going to do?" I asked, feeling my heart drop into my stomach.

Again, he didn't reply, just brought the knife down to my hip. Owen carefully placed it under my shirt, the blade sticking up. He slowly cut my shirt off, leaving me in my bra and jeans.

I glanced up and saw Fitz, filming everything that was going on. I felt horrified. Ashamed. Vulnerable. Violated.

Owen looked down at my legs, which were also still restrained, and pulled a key out of his pocket. He unlocked my legs and I felt a bit of hope run through me.

I frantically started kicking my legs, hitting Owen a few times in his face and chest. "Dude, help me!" he shouted, and Fitz set the camera down and grabbed my left leg while Owen had a hold of my right.

"Bitch," Fitz mumbled, and despite my efforts, took off my jeans and cuffed my legs back to the bed. He leapt off the bed and went back to recording us.

"That was stupid. Really stupid," Owen growled, then lifted his hand up and smacked me across the face. I cried out and he did it again. And again.

He grabbed his knife again, positioning it at the waistband of my underwear, then cut those off, as well as my bra.

"Don't, please don't," I repeated, but I was always ignored.

His rough hands slid over my body, purposely scratching me in the process. "Stop!" Owen grunted and rolled his eyes before removing his hands from me completely. I almost let out a breath of relief, until he started taking his clothes off.

When he removed all of his clothes, he positioned himself over me and grinned. "This is going to hurt," he said, and I shut my eyes, trying to forget everything.

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I felt disgusting. It hurt worse than I had expected. He kept pushing into me with relentless force, and didn't stop. I begged, I pleaded, I cried.

But that didn't faze him.

In fact, he seemed to enjoy my cries of pain.

Owen stood up and grabbed his clothes. I was shaking all over, tears rolling down my face.

I thought it was over. Until I heard Owen's next words. "Yo, Fitz. It's your turn."

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Adam's POV

I was sitting in my office when I heard a loud "ding" come from my computer, signaling that I had gotten a new email. I opened it up and was surprised to see a video from an unknown person.

I started watching and realized what exactly it was and who it was from. It wasn't long before I sprinted to the trashcan and threw up.

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A/N: Yeah, depressing chapter. Because they're crazy people.

To make things clear, if you don't get it: The video sent to Adam is the one of Fitz and Owen raping her.

PREVIEW BECAUSE I'M COOL LIKE THAT:

"A…video? What kind of video?" I asked, not really understanding what Adam was trying to tell me. He hesitated, then spoke.

"A bad one. A very bad one. You just need to come here as soon as possible."

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