Lisa's pale green eyes, which ware once filled with life and love ware now filled of both confusion and fear, as they fell on the figures of dying trees which she passed. The only sound that could have been heard was the painfully beautiful music of "Moonlight Saga" pouring ever so lightly from the car radio.

"Oh Leese, you're awake, I was worried about you. Aw is it not beautiful...the country?" Jackson asked. Lisa dare not look into those dead eyes of his. "I love this side of town. So peaceful and dead, your body will blend in nicely, once the snow hits the ground, I think," he said, showing not a single feeling of guilt or wrong-doing in his crisp voice. Lisa cried out in fear. "Oh don't cry, we're going to have fun first." He cupped her face. He flashed her a small wink, placing his right hand on her thigh.

"Please, Jackson, don't do this. I-I-If you let me go, I won-wont tell anyone ...just please...don't please.." her voice failed her as she tried to speak.

"Don't what, Leese?" He smiled, knowing that she could not bear saying her fate that lay ahead.

"Please don't kill me.."

She let another tear fall from her face. Jackson smiled at her.

"Why are you doing this to me!" she asked as she hit the floor of the car with her feet in rage.

"Um Lisa you know you can really mess up your car like that? Tish Tish such a bad temper. Calm down, it isn't very lady- like at all," he said, looking at her with that same cold smile."Why don't you go back to sleep, you're far too cranky to talk to. You know you don't make good for company." He said, bending his face, as to frown of disappointment. He quickly placed the blind fold upon her eyes once again. Lisa felt the tears run across her face as the wetness of a soaked rag full of liquid hit her mouth making her eyes become heavy. She soon fell fast asleep.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty." The heartless voice of Jackson was what awoke her. She felt his long bony fingers remove the blind fold from her eyes. Soon she felt his hands travel to her waist, picking her up and resting her on his shoulder. Lisa tried hard to open her eyes, tosee anything. Her entire body felt as if it was chained down to a rock. She could barely raise her hand, she wanted to try and scratch him, she wanted to hurt him, to give him some kind of pain. But she could not, she was far too weak. The medicine that he gave her was very powerful. It made her body feel ten times its own body weight. Everything had now grown dark, there was no sun light, the only thing that could be seen were huge green tress that were hitting her and Jackson as they walked through them.

She knew they were from New York. He drove all day, Lisa had no idea where they were. Her lips began to shake, her forehead broke out in a cold sweat, her heart began to pound.

"Finally!" he declared. "Welcome home, Leese." He opened the door and turned sideways so she could look into the house.

"Here, let me help you," he said, grabbing her hair and yanking her head up. Lisa yelled out in pain,

"Better?" he asked lightly.

Lisa's green eyes fixed on the beautifully furnished cottage home. It was done in 19th century golden furniture, cherry wood floors and beautiful wool rugs throughout the room. The drapes were light shades of gold and dark royal blues. A huge marble fireplace stood in front of her, the flames working wonderfully to expose the colors of the room. Lisa was surprised to see such a lovely home.

"Nice, eh?" he asked as he locked the tall white wooden door. As soon as the door was locked, Jackson dropped Lisa off off his shoulder. Lisa yelped out in pain as her body fell onto the hard cold wood floor.

"Aw thank god," he replied to her pain. "You, my dear, are heavy! It might do you some good to maybe drop a few pounds, you know?" he asked her, rubbing his shoulder and laughing as he released himself from his coat and ruffled a hand through his hair, fixing himself in the gold mirror that was in front of him.

He began to walk towards her. Lisa tried hard to scoot away, but her legs failed to move. She felt blood pouring from her nose. Her noise was bleeding, it must be from the medicine he had given her. Her heart sank a few inches when the fear of him poisoning her came into her mind.

"Here, let me help you with that," Jackson said, grabbing a tissue and kneeling down to wipe the blood from her lips. Lisa flinched as his hands found her face. Tears fell from her eyes as Jackson's hands found her face. His ice blue eyes locked with hers, She was searching hard to try and find something, anything human in them. She tried hard to read them, but they ware just so dead. They looked like they hadn't felt emotion in years. They were so far from showing anything in them. Lisa thought it was sad to have such beautiful eyes and to have them look so evil,dead. Lisa thought it was a shame. Jackson's eyes never left hers.

Lisa felt her head being pushed closer to his, as Jackson grabbed her hair and pulled her to him.

"No.No," she thought as her stomach turned in pure disgust and her heart began to race. Lisa knew what was going to happen, her head began to shiver in fear. She tried too hold back her head but couldn't .

Jackson was far too powerful. She closed her eyes and wished she were somewhere else. Suddenly as their lips were inches apart, Lisa felt more blood fall from her nose. Lisa opened her eyes to see Jackson now focused on wiping up the rest of the blood. Lisa sighed as she feel better now that Jackson was moving away from her.

"Here, keep this pushed against it, it wont bleed too much longer. Don't worry, this is normal, the medicine won't kill you," he said in a voice Lisa never heard before. His voice was light, and it was more human than normal, he sounded so different, he sounded as if he was trying to calm her down. He sounded as if he cared? Was there still hope? Would he let his emotional side get out, like he did on the plane? "Thank..yo-"

"That's my job," he replied, smiling devilishly. He had ended it right there in that very second.

Everything hit Lisa like a pile of bricks, this man was truly going to kill her. She would die, her fate was sealed. It had been, ever since the moment she had set foot on that on that flight. She wanted to cry and scream, but her body felt so weak and heavy, and what use would it do? Jackson knew she was breaking, She was falling into her own sorrow and despair. Jackson gave her a flashy smile, looking right into her broken eyes. With her breaking slowly into his power Jackson took the perfect timing to just complete shut her down. He grabbed a fist full of her auburn hair and smashed his lips upon hers. His kiss was rough and powerful. Jackson loved it, he was killing her already. He roughly slid his tongue in her soft small mouth.

Jackson felt the tears running down from her face. She moaned in pain as he bit down on her lip hard. Jackson smiled to himself, loving hearing her pain. She tried with all her might to pull away from him, but he was just too powerful. He tightened his grip harder, making her cry out loud from the pain. He then pulled her head away forcefully and let her head hit the floor hard. Lisa cried out loudly in pure hate, her tears were forming a pile on the wooden floor. She crawled up into a tiny small ball, hugging her own body, she was shaking and her teeth ware chattering. Her eyes were completely dead now. She looked as if she were a child, she looked so hopeless and powerless.

Jackson smiled as he stood high above her, making her feel even more low, watching her cry out in pain and in fear. .She was screaming at the top of her lungs. Jackson threw the pink box of tissues toward her.

"Lisa do me a favor, will you? Wipe your tears, they stain the floor, see, I just got it installed," he said lightly, and added a wink. Jackson watched her throw away the tissues, crying loudly.

"Aw, looks to me you're finally getting your strength back," he said."Good, I wasn't looking forward to doing all the work myself you know?" He laughed.

"Come now, lets get you ready for bed, shall we?" he said, walking toward her, grabbing as much of her as he could.

"No...No...No Please no don't!" she yelled as loud as her lungs would let her, ignoring the pain she felt as she was being dragged by her hair like a rag doll.

"No means yes, Leese," he said over her yells and begs. He suddenly stopped and looked at her cringing throw her teeth.

"Aw don't worry Lisa, I'll make you like it!" he said in a hushed voice and through anger, pulling her hair roughly. She looked into his eyes, begging for mercy.

"Just...just kill me...please,dont do..please don-don-dont...r...ra.."

"Don't wha-wha-what Li-Lisa? I can't understand you when you St-st-studder!" he said, mocking her and laughing loudly.

"Please, don't, I beg you!"

"Oh this is too much fun Leese, really I'll be sure to tell dear ole'Dad how much fun I had with you and how much you begged for mercy. You think he'll be proud Leese?" as he now lifted her from the floor and dropped her on the plush bed Jackson had.

Lisa was weak, so weak she couldn't move. "Now smile for Daddy. Aw so precious, this will make a beautiful Christmas present for Daddy, don't you think? Seeing his only child hurt, aw. Wait, I think I'll tie you up then bea...aw. Wait, we'll do all that later, right now, Lisa, its time for your Christmas gift," placing the camera down and focusing on her, he walked slowly to the bed, reaching into his pocket and lifting a long sliver knife.

He sat next to her and place the weapon into her soft milky skin.

"I'm going to really enjoy this...just give into it. Lisa, don't make this harder on yourself," he said, moving the blade to her right breast, pressing hard against her flesh, he slowly placed his lips onto her forehead, kissing her lightly, while coming up he let the blade slide into her flesh. Lisa cried out from the pain.

"I'm going to give you a mocking scar Lisa," Lisa shook beneath him. Jackson smiled as he whispered in her ear.

"Merry Christmas."

He let the blade move slowly. Lisa did nothing to stop it. She could do nothing. She was powerless Jackson had one, just as he said.

Lisa turned away from him as his hands ware searching her body, her eyes felt fixed on the window beside her.

The moonlight was shining through, it was beginning to snow, it was beautiful, the stars were so big and bright, she had never seen them like that. One last single tear fell from her face as she watched the snow fall to the ground and she listened to the fireplace crackle as she closed her eyes, and dreamed of nothing but his sin.