A week after Karen had received that phone call in the middle of the night.

She had been staying at Jack's most nights but now she had decided to go back home the caller wasn't going to drive her out of her home.

Karen walked into her Manns; no one was around no maids or anyone.

'Rosie' Karen called out, no one answered 'if she is sleeping I'll swear I'll send her back to where ever she came from' Karen muttered under breathe while walking up to her bedroom. When she got there she noticed she had a message on her answering machine, she pressed button to hear it, 'Karen you better be watching your step' a deep man's voice said

'What the…..' Karen started but was interrupted by a man walking out her closet

'You're not watching step close enough are you Karen?' he said, Karen turned round and all the colour drained from her face, she couldn't scream her throat felt tight

'Simon' was all she could whisper, all of a sudden all the fear and pain she had years ago came back to her she couldn't help but cry

'What do you want?'

'You' he walked right up to her and grabbed her wrists 'I have been looking for you Karen for 20 years I have searched for you to pay you back trying to get me into trouble, I want to finish what we started Karen'

'We didn't start anything' Karen cried back

'Karen I have 20 years of pain, anger, and passion built up in me all for you' He said then pushed her on to the and climbed on her

'Get off' Karen cried trying to struggle

'Struggle anymore and your get it' he beamed down at her giving her the most evil grin she ever seen, but she still carried on struggling, he then reached down in to his pocket and pulled out a pen knife and held it to Karen's face.

Karen stopped struggling for a bit and then in one sudden movement with her free hand she reached up and grabbed his wrist, Simon just looked shocked

'What are you doing you stupid bitch' he hissed

'I'm not going without a fight, that's right I'm not that weak, powerless girl anymore Simon, you want anything from me your going to have to fight for it' Karen hissed back at him, she started to feel more angry then scared now she also had hold of the knife.

'Oh yea' He replied and with that he kept trying to twist her wrist round but she kept doing the same to him, they started fighting trying to get hold of the knife, Karen had also started to struggle out of his grasp and trying to kick him, while he was with one hand holding onto the knife and with the other pinning her down. With one mighty struggle Karen felt herself out of his grip, but then he pounced back on her and they both rolled of the bed and…………

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