Arriving back at his apartment building, Nigel shouts off his car and sits in the parking lot. He is still in shock about the conversation he had with Rachel.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Nigel says to himself. "Should I have just left her like that? God only knows how she's holding up. You know what, I'll call her tomorrow to check on her." He then exits his car and walks into the building. "What a fucking night." He chuckles to himself.

When he walks into the apartment, he sees Chad angrily staring at him.

"Um, hi Chad." Nigel says, confused to why Chad looks angry.

"Where the fuck were you?!" Chad snaps.

"I… I… went out." Nigel nervously replies.

"Where? You were supposed to be here resting." Chad states.

"I wasn't tired and Rachel said…" As Nigel begins to answer, Chad throws his glass of beer at the wall and begins to approach Nigel.

"Rachel?! Rachel McKenzie?! What did I say about here?!" Chad demands.

"But Chad, I told you she's just a friend." Nigel meekly replies. Chad then wraps an arm around Nigel's waist and puts the other on his cheek. He changes tones, from menacing to seductive.

"Well good, then she knows that you're mine. And that I'm the only one you need to be around." Chad says, pinching Nigel's ass.

"Well… Ooh. Um she said something to me, but it probably doesn't matter now." Nigel says, prompting Chad to pull him onto his lap on the couch.

"What did she tell you?" Chad asks in a demanding tone.

"She told me that she loves me. But didn't want to force me to do anything because she respects my relationship." Nigel answers, much to Chad's disgust.

"That fucking cunt." Chad hisses.

"What?!" Nigel is shocked that Chad would actually say. "Why would you say that?!"

"Because it's true. Rachel's a fucking leech. She's lying to you, Nigel. Are you so fucking stupid that you don't see it? Or… do you want her to love you?" Chad asks, much to Nigel's disdain.

"What is the fucking matter with you? Why would you ever suggest that I would cheat on you?" Nigel snaps.

"Because you don't seem to understand that I'm the ONLY one that you ever need to be around. From now, you only leave this apartment with me, understood?" Chad orders.

"Oh come on, Chad…"

"UNDERSTOOD?!" Chad shouts. Nigel pauses for a moment, stares at Chad, and has an epiphany.

"Oh my God. Rachel was right." Nigel says, much to Chad's anger.

"What was she right about?" Chad asks in a sarcastic tone. Nigel begins struggling to get loose from his grip. "Um, where do you think you're going? I told you, you're to be with me at all times." As Chad fights Nigel's attempts to flee, Nigel finally slaps him in the face.

"Get away from me!" He shouts, but is abruptly slapped to the ground by Chad. Chad then bends down and pulls Nigel up by his neck.

"Don't you fucking DARE hit me again. Not tell me, what the fuck was that bitch whore right about?" Chad asks. Nigel is now inconsolably crying and is struggling to form words.

"Y...y...you're possessive. I'm a f...f...fucking prisoner." Nigel answers. Chad drops him and takes a minute to breathe.

"Nigel, you're not my prisoner, you're my lover. But you need to understand that you agreed to live under my roof. With that agreement, you said that I am the most important thing in your life. Nothing is above me. So you're gonna stay here and honor that commitment." Chad orders.

"No." Nigel defiantly responds.

"Excuse me?"

"No, I'm not going to just stay here for you if I can't have any freedom to do anything my way." Nigel says, getting to his feet again.

"Nigel, watch yourself. You've put me in a terrible ducking mood tonight. Do not make it any worse for yourself." Chad threatens. Nigel begins to turn and walk out the door.

"How could I have been this fucking blind?" He asks himself. He then feels himself being lifted up and thrown onto the couch.

"You're not going anywhere, Nigel!" Chad shouts.

"Get off of me!" Nigel kicks Chad in the face, sending him flying off of him. When Nigel tries again to leave, he feels himself being pulled around when he sees a fist coming for his eye. Lights out.

Nigel comes to with a big headache. He looks over to see that he has one of his wrists handcuffed to the bedpost. He tries in vain to pull himself free.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Nigel shouts. He then sees Chad coming out of the bathroom. "Chad, take this fucking handcuff off of me!"

Chad merely sits down beside him, putting an ice pack over his eye.

"Don't worry, babe. It'll all be better. I have a quick errand to run. Then everything will be alright in the world again."

"Leave Rachel alone! I'm not gonna let you hurt her!" Nigel snaps.

"Rachel needs to learn that she fucked with the wrong man by trying to take you from me. And don't worry, I'm not gonna kill her, it's not gonna be that easy." Chad says in a sadistic tone.

"That manipulative bitch won't bug you again, Nigel. She'll know her place in this world. And you and me, we'll be happy again. This'll all just be a bad dream." He continues, patting Nigel's shoulder.

"Fuck you, Chad." Nigel snaps, angered by Chad's actions.

"Later, Nigel. Let me do what I have to do first." Chad then gets up and shuts the bedroom door behind him before leaving the apartment.

As soon as Nigel is certain that Chad is gone, he once again strains to try and free his hand.

"Come on, come on, come on!" He shouts, before coming face to face with himself in the bedroom mirror.

"God, look at yourself you stupid fuck. This is your fault. How could you have been so fucking blind to this? And now look what's gonna happen. The woman who loved you is going to get hurt because of you. How could she ever love someone as fucking stupid and pathetic as you? She doesn't deserve you, she deserves someone who won't put her in situations like this, you dumb fuck. You dumb fuck! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" Nigel rants as he again proceeds to try and free himself. He then notices his phone on the ground.

"Well if I can't free myself, I can at least call the police." Nigel thinks to himself, hoping that he can prevent Rachel from getting hurt.

Using his feet to pick up the phone, he drops it in his hands and calls 911.

911, what is your emergency?

"Yes, I need the police." Nigel says.

End of the chapter. I hope this chapter wasn't too dark for some of you readers, but this is something I'd wanted to include in this story. The next chapter is going to show the police response to Nigel's call. Until the next update, happy reading.