A/N : Hey! Sorry this chapter took so long! Though not a year right? Ahaha…. Too soon? Anyway I have officially moved to America Oregon for 4 months for school and have been here two weeks and I am loving it! Like wow! But yes enjoy the chapter! Hopefully it's more exciting again! Also for the person who asked about my twitter – it kind of bombed so I set up a tumblr instead :P I have a personal one too… which I guess I can give you if you message me but my fanfic one which I'll use more now for awesome shizz is .com – pretty standard right?

Chapter Sixteen

Hancock sat on her bed pulling at the chains around her ankle, testing the durability and her possible escape route. It was tight and the chain was too strong for her. She needed the key or something.

Hancock sat tugging for a while making her ankle sore, but she ignored it. She was desperate for her freedom.

She wasn't sure how long it had been, after two weeks she stopped counting, and even then she wasn't even sure if that was accurate. The days blended into nights and since she couldn't see the sun ever, she was never sure of the time. The only indication of a new day was the visits and the food. Food once a day meant of course a new day. Ruyi always gave enough to last a whole day if she was smart and rationed it. Even still it wasn't enough to give her the energy to keep fighting every day and she could tell she was slowly losing her spirit.

His visits were frequent and sickening. However nothing prepared her for this night. He wasn't just using her body, he was destroying her completely, physically and mentally, through whatever means he had at his disposal.

Hancock was chewing loudly on her KFC chicken that was carelessly thrown into her room. It was cold and slightly tasteless but Hancock was starving and in no position to be picky. She finished off the wing quickly, cleaning it off the bone completely and put the bag under her bed. It was still filled with two more wings, and a small pack of fries but she would save those for after her captors visit because he would completely wear her out and the food kept her going afterwards and helped keep her suicidal thoughts out of her head. She wanted so badly to keep the faith that she would be saved but it kept getting harder and harder and she was sure she could find a way to take her own life…

Hancock sat on the hard lumpy mattress thinking about everything. It was all she had to do with her day. Besides thinking, which was frankly driving her crazy, Hancock had also counted all the tiles in the room, the room was small and the tiles were big so she realised it took no time to count and there were only 35 tiles in the room. Then she figured she would sleep her days away and maybe if Ruyi came in whilst she was sleeping, he would just leave her alone. However a person can only sleep so much and she also discovered it did not stop the lecherous pervert.

Besides that Hancock spent her time planning her escape. There weren't that many options as of yet and right now she kept going back and forth on the idea of whether she needed to kill Ruyi or not. He would never let her go willingly. How would she get out of the cuff? She thought of ways to get the key from Ruyi but a couple days of being in that room had her realise that he never took the key with him, because he never uncuffed her. The chain was long enough for him to do whatever he wanted so there was no point. Dejected, Hancock sunk into the hard mattress, exhausted from the whole ordeal.

Ruyi was kind enough in his twisted way. He didn't hurt her much if she cooperated, however he still enjoyed doing it to a certain degree and hurt her anyway … but she was used to it by now. The mental abuse was what she couldn't get used to and she was tired! Not the kind of tired she could sleep off however and she wasn't sure how much longer she would last at this point.

Hancock put her hand to her stomach which for some reason started to feel really odd and she could feel a rise in her throat. Had the food been bad? She had been eating this kind of food often and she was careful not to eat too quickly and make herself sick or anything. The bile rose fast and Hancock had to jump up to run to the horrible little toilet in the corner of her room.

Dizziness made her stumble from getting up to quickly however she got to the toilet relatively without issues and let herself sag to the ground before hugging the bowl tightly and emptying her nearly vacant stomach. She sat there for a few minutes, constantly throwing something up that was no longer there and the acid taste burned and made her eyes tear up. The problem was that she had already finished her allocated water of the day and would not get any more till Ruyi's visit. This would be soon, that she knew but she would rather live with the taste of bile than see him. Either way she would have to deal with the horrid taste and burn for now.

When it had been a couple of minutes with no rise from her stomach, Hancock slowly crawled back to her bunk. She lay down and just waited for the sick feeling to go away, but she knew that the feeling was also partly because of her situation and she wouldn't feel safe unless the bastard was dead.

Zoro watched Hancock whilst she slept comatose in front of him. So injured yet still so strikingly beautiful. He couldn't understand how she did that. Her fingers twitched slightly in his hand as he held her tightly. They were cold but he could feel her pulse, proving to him that she was alive.

The doctors all stated she would wake up soon. Sometimes it is hard to tell with people in a coma about when they will wake up but the doctors assured Zoro and Hancock's family that Hancock would be awake soon. Her coma is only due to the severe dehydration and blood loss from her head. Only a maximum of a week or so and then she would hopefully be up and talking to them. He was so afraid though of what she might be like.

Zoro noticed Hancock's eyelids twitching too, like her fingers had been. She was dreaming. He wondered what she might be dreaming. Something good hopefully, and not a traumatic memory from whilst she was held captive.

Her forehead was damp and Zoro pulled a tissue out of the box on the nightstand next to her bed and wiped the cold sweat off her brow. Placing his hand on her rosy cheeks and feeling the heat of her. Her live body, he could literally feel she was alive and the thought made him smile. She was alive!

Zoro visited every day and sometimes even with Hancock's family, but they were preparing for when she woke up and they could take her home, which was why Zoro was the one who visited most often. They visited for a little while every day, sometimes every other day. It really depended. Hancock's mother had decided that they were going to move permanently. Not to the small house they got put into for protection though, but too a relatively large house near the school. Since Ruyi and Lori hadn't actually gotten officially divorced and even though he was a criminal, his life insurance paid out and they had quite a bit of money to help with the move.

The house was very nice and they had taken Zoro to see it. Everyone had their own room as well as a guest room. Each room was also bigger than in the last house which was fantastic. Lori had offered the guest room to Zoro permanently but he declined. That was something he didn't know if Hancock would want and he had a perfectly good shitty small apartment. He did however plan to stay for a while to help take care of Hancock when she woke up but that was another matter in of itself. Nothing of that house was remotely similar to the last one and it was going to be their salvation. Near the house, within walking distance was a therapeutic practice where Lori had planned to send Hancock. She would obviously need to talk to a professional because Lori and the rest of them understood that there was only so much they could do for her. This practice luckily had many different options to which Hancock could choose from, ranging from group therapy to being alone or even bringing a friend or family member with.

They were going to get through this, Zoro knew it.

He knew her! Hancock was the type of girl who did not dwell on the past. She could ignore her pain often enough, obviously this wasn't an ordinary issue but she wasn't an ordinary girl. She was going to grow past and be amazing. He was going to help her. The trauma would probably never fully go away but that wasn't enough to scare Zoro away, she was his girl and he was going to take care of them and he knew that when she was ready to stand on her own two feet, that she would equally take care of him too, because frankly she had saved him. Saved him from his own demons. He was going to save her from hers, even though she technically killed her demon already. So he was just going to help her forget.

Zoro looked back at the beautiful unconscious girl and watched her eyelids intently. It was so weird being able to see that she was dreaming.

Hancock was unsure of the time but the creak of the floorboards outside her room told her it was time for her sickening daily visit from her captor. Since the first time, Hancock had thrown up two more times, but now luckily her stomach was settled. Her door opened slowly and the dim light in her room seemed like nothing compared to the bright light of the sun coming into the hallway through the small spaces in the curtains covering the large windows. They were the type of middle curtains, that keep people from seeing into the house but let in all the wonderful sunlight. It took her a second to let her eyes adjust to the dark shadow smiling in the middle of the door way. To the side he threw her daily bag of supplies, some more food and the water she was desperately in need of, but of course she wouldn't grab till she had the privacy to eat and hydrate.

"Not even going to say hello?" he asked with a fake pout

His eyes were red from lack of sleep and his face dotted with unshaven hair. He looked terrible. Good! thought Hancock. Something was stressing him out and he deserved it.

"I have had a rough day today…" He started as if she would possibly care about him. He looked down at his feet for a second, thinking. Thinking about what? Though Hancock. He was a smart man but he didn't seem to have thought anything through since she met him. He was irrational and cruel.

He pushed his unruly hair out of his face in an action that could be seen as human had she not known better. His hair just fell back into his eyes and he sighed deeply. Contemplating something.

"I need to relax" He finally said making his way over to her prison like bed. Prison like… this was worse than prison. She would have preferred going to prison at this point. He sat down which a loud thump and watched Hancock who was sitting at the other end of her bed. She got up slowly, trying to put as much space between her and her captor as possible before he stopped her. She was painfully aware that it would not work at the end of the day but it might slightly delay the inevitable.

"You haven't said anything yet" He said quietly.

He was acting odd, so quiet and without malice. It was worse. She had no way to fight this mood of his. She had no way of predicting what he was going to do.

He looked at her in his disgusting manner. Up and down and back again. Taking her whole being and storing the mental image for another time.

"Dance for me" he said slowly with a small smile on his face. It seemed his old personality was creeping back but this time it was forced.

Hancock stood astonished for a second. He had told her to do it before but she had always been able to get out of it or even if forced, she was able to avoid doing it for long. Now she had no way out. She was stuck and chained to the bed by her ankle for that matter. There was no way out.

She didn't move. He wasn't going to order her around just like that. A minute passed in silence and he watched her with stern cold eyes.

"I said dance!" He yelled

Normally he never yelled. He was cruel and cold but never yelled. She normally didn't make him lose his cool like that and Hancock jumped slightly and how loud he could be and how angry he sounded but still she didn't move. Dancing was her escape and he wasn't going to make her do it unless he forced her. At the same time she was losing her back bone. She didn't want to get hit again.

Sighing she started to sway for his, making small dance like movements. She had to live through this… right? Was there something to go home to… no, she wanted to live, she was sure of that. Ruyi got up because clearly her dancing did not please him, but she couldn't get herself to actually dance for him. Dancing was something for herself, the thing that actually got her through the day, and dancing for him would be a betrayal of her very self. However she tried. Her sways becoming larger and her movements started to seem more like dancing. This pleased Ruyi and he stopped midstride on his way to her.

"Stupid bitch" he muttered.

Hancock closed her eyes and pretended she was in her dance class. She was dancing with her friends and letting the music in her head control her sways. She felt her body extend with each movement and forgot entirely where she was. She wasn't doing this for him. She was letting herself escape… death is an escape too. She kept going back to that conclusion but she needed more time. She would get away. She knew Zoro would come.

Suddenly she felt a hard stinging sensation and she was on the floor. She had been slapped again. Her ears rung and she realised he had been calling her name for some time now. He stood over her, watching her eyes come back to life as she was forced back into reality. He knelt down beside her placing his warm hand on her stinging cheek and caressing it lightly. This action could have been taken lovingly had Hancock not known better.

"I love you" he whispered and Hancock felt her stomach turn. It was said so quietly and lovingly that she physically felt a reaction. He didn't love her, he was just sick in the head. Thinking of a good way to reply, Hancock opened her mouth to destroy his disgusting hope of his. She would never love him back and he had to know that. He might have captured her physically but only a psycho would be stupid enough to love the real him. Her mother might have never known the real him but if she had, then she would have never brought that mother into her life.

"No one would eve-" She started but felt her physical reaction to his words once more and had to crawl quickly over to the basin of her disgusting hastily built in toilet. It was clear Ruyi did the work and frankly he had to just stay in the medical profession. At least it worked even if the wall and floors were horribly cracked in the process.

Hancock retched into the bowl and emptied her already empty stomach. She felt the burn of stomach acid that tried to replace the contents that just weren't there. Her eyes stung and she felt the tears poor down slowly from the pain of retching as well as the stinging of her cheek that she just now started to feel.

Refusing to turn around, Hancock faced the way and sat there for as long as she could, but she heard Ruyi get up and make his way over to her. Still she did not move.

She felt him next to her kneeling but she kept her eyes closed and tried to steady her stomach. He placed a hand on her sweaty forehead and then on her cheek once more. Not lovingly but doctor like. He then placed his hand somewhere she didn't expect. Her stomach or a little more south to that. Still doctor like he felt around for a second. Feeling for… something.

"When are you due?" he asked and Hancock sat confused.

"What?" she said, the first time she spoke in days and her voice came out horse and crackly. It hurt to strain her throat.

He asked again though this time without patience at all and Hancock wracked her brain, she couldn't remember at all. She wasn't even sure how long she had been held captive.

"Not since before… being here" she finally spluttered out confused.

"Fuck…" he cursed and got up leaving the room with a slam of the door. Hancock sat confused for a second and then crawled back to the paper bag he had chucked into the room in the first place. Finally happy for the short amount of peace she might have just earned.

She took big gulps of her water in an attempt to wash down the disgusting tastes. The food was mediocre. You could easily tell her just grabbed whatever he could find in the super market. A sandwich, crisps. That kind of thing.

Looking around her room, she crawled back to her bed and looked at it. Nothing she could see would break her chains.

She pulled hard trying to break the chain from the metal frame of the bed, but it was bolted to the floor. At the same time she felt the slim cuff dig into her forcing her to stop. No point hurting herself if it wasn't going to help.

Hancock turned as she heard her door click open. Ruyi stepped in looking very uncomfortable and deep in thought. He didn't say anything and walked over to Hancock, grabbing her roughly by the arm, he dragged her onto her thin mattress.

Fear settled in her empty stomach as he sat roughly by her feet still deep in thought. Was she correct into thinking that he looked scared?

"It's your fault" he said staring at the wall ahead of him.

Hancock decided not to reply to that.

"If I had never met you... I wouldn't have to mourn you…"

Wait… what?

Hancock looked alarmed but she caught on fast enough and couldn't avoid the tears from spilling over. She sobbed silently before he even said what he was going to do. So even after all this… he was going to kill her.

"No wait… hush" he cooed, wiping her tears away

"I can't keep you Hancock… but I can give you a quick death, I'm merciful enough for that but… there has been a complication, I'll take your life when our child is born and run away with him"

Child…

"Child…" Hancock said quietly to herself, the news refusing to sink in

"Our son" He smiled slightly at the thought.

"He is going to beautiful like you… but I can't keep you…"

Ruyi stroked Hancock's face lovingly in his own twisted way but Hancock didn't even feel it. Her mind went blank in an attempt to understand what she had just been told. This couldn't possibly be true could it? He made her swallow pills… to avoid just this! And he was happy about it?

She sat there emotionless and without feeling. She couldn't feel his disgusting hand on her face or him pulling her to him and forcing his lips on hers. She felt none of it. She had completely left her body like so many over times when he had crawled on top of her. His impatient hands pulling off her minimal clothing.

Ruyi pushed Hancock down on her mattress and she closed her eyes waiting for it to be over. She didn't want to die and she definitely didn't want to give birth to this devil child. What could she do though?

She felt him enter her quickly through his impatience but besides the first second, she was able to stop feeling down there too. She lost all spirit to fight and just felt her tears roll down her eyes, whilst looking at all the cracks in the ceiling.

Eventually he finished and left her to clean herself up, mumbling about all the things he needed to sort out before their wonder child. Hancock stayed laying there naked on her bed, not entirely back in her body just yet. She had to get away… there was no other choice.

Zoro was starting to fall asleep and decided he might need to leave for the night. He would be no good to her exhausted if she woke up. He grabbed her hand lovingly, feeling how cold she was. Suddenly she twitched in his hand and his exhaustion immediately got pushed to the far ends of his being. She twitched again in his hand but showed no real signs of waking up. Then Zoro noticed it.

Blood was slowly soaking through the white sheets.

"Nurse" He yelled, louder then he thought he could be. "Nurse! Nurse!" He yelled again and he soon her the running steps of people coming to his aid.

"She is losing the baby!" One of the nurses yelled whilst rushing to Hancock's side.

"The what…?" Zoro said quietly even whilst he was being pushed out of the small hospital room. Frustrated he tried to stay as involved as possible but could not.

She was losing something right in front of him that he didn't even know she had. The nurses hadn't told him anything and frankly it really pissed him off.

Hours passed, and Hancock's family arrived swiftly after he had called them, the nurse had finally come out of the room and explained that she had just horribly miscarried, when Zoro had demanded to know why they didn't know, and was answered with a mere shrug and a half assed reply. They knew that he wouldn't be able to handle the news along with everything else, they first needed to make sure she was going to make it.

"Why did that happen?" Asked her mother

"We think she is trapped in a repeat of what happened to her… like flashbacks of some sort whilst she is comatose. I think she lost the baby from the stress of her memories…"

A/N: I hoped you liked it! DUNDUNDUN! So yes I'll try to update soon, already have my notes done for the next chapter but its so hard to find time! Like I barely found time to proofread… umm so I skimmed – please point out any major problems. I guess I need a beta-reader… anyone wanna do it? PM me please :3