Ava was thrown onto a couch. The man walked back to the front door and locked it. Ava was so frightened she couldn't move. He walked back and sat next to her on the couch. "I don't want to be mean to you." He said stroking Ava's cheek, "But you made me do that. I want us to have a good relationship, so you need to behave for now on so I don't have to hurt you anymore." Ava's arm throbbed where he had been holding her, she looked down and noticed a bruise starting to form.
Alex leaned over and kissed Ava's forehead. He gave her a smile that made him look like a nice person, the reason Ava had trusted him in the first place. She was so afraid that she was shaking, Alex pretended not to notice. He got up and walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was visible from Ava's spot on the couch. A breakfast bar separated the kitchen from the living room, which gave it a feeling of continuation. "Are you thirsty?" Alex called to her.
"No." Ava replied, her voice was barely audible. Alex returned with a drink for her anyway. He popped the top off the drink and handed it to her. She had never seen a drink like this. She looked over at Alex who was waiting for her to drink it. She put the bottle to her lips and took a sip. The taste shocked her, it was bitter and strong. It made her cough and she struggled to swallow it. Alex chuckled, she took a long slow drink from his bottle.
"Drink up." He instructed, lifting the bottle back to her lips. She didn't want to, it didn't taste good, but she didn't want Alex to hurt her, so she choked down the liquid. When she finished the bottle she was feeling dizzy. She handed the bottle back to Alex who rubbed her back, clearly pleased. She was sweating, she felt hot and nauseas. The room was spinning; she leaned over putting her head between her knees. She knew it was the drink Alex had given her that was making her sick.
"Do you need to lay down?" He asked, Ava nodded. Alex led her into a bedroom and put her on the bed. "It can be hard to hold your liquor at first but it will get better." He put his hand on her forehead, feeling to see if she was hot. He mom had done this before when she was sick. "Poor baby." He whispered, pulling a blanket over her. Ava rolled over on her side and pulled her knees to her chest. Alex began to rub her back, it felt good and she was feeling sleepy. She didn't want to fall asleep, she needed to stay awake. But her eyes felt so heavy and she couldn't keep them open.