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Chapter 4

Chase had no idea what was happening to him. His body refused to work and his mind was too fuzzy. Even his thoughts were disorganised. Memories of his mother erupted and then his father appeared. He thought about work and the hospital and then he remembered Cameron talking to him. He thought about House and the sound of his can on the floor. He remembered Foreman and not much later Wilson and Cuddy.

Chase carefully opened his eyes and saw his attacker sitting on the chair in front of him like a statue.

'Can you hear me?' the man asked.

Chase felt too weak to answer and just nodded his head. Unable to keep his head up after the nodding, it fell down and his gaze dropped to the floor. He closed his eyes again. He wanted to forget the situation he was in and he just wanted to sleep and never wake up unless he was in his own bed; warm and safe.

But the man's voice was too loud and it forced Chase to look up.

'You stay with me, Robbie!'

The man stood up and kneeled besides Chase again, certain that his injection was working properly. He grabbed the doctor's face and forced him to look him in the eyes.

'Are you ready to make me that promise now?' the man asked.

Chase had trouble understanding him. He heard words but not a sentence. He tried really hard to find the appropriate answer, but his mind was just too occupied with unimportant memories. Chase watched the man as he banned everything from his mind. But now Chase didn't even remember what the man had asked him.

Chase felt the fist of the man connect with his jaw and even though it hurt like hell, he couldn't find his voice to yell out in pain.

'You must think you're so much better then me,' then man whispered in Chase's ear, 'you're pretty, smart, probably rich too. You think you can get every girl you want. You think you can get my girl!'

'I just spoke to her; it didn't mean anything.' Chase said in a low voice. He was surprised he could speak at all. But now that he was able to, he wouldn't let his voice slip away again. He didn't want to get punched again for not answering.

'It always starts out like that. An innocent smile followed by an innocent touch and before you know it…you belong to each other. I can't let that happen because Lauren belongs to me.'

'I promise that I won't go anywhere near her.' Chase said.

The man shifted his balance and leaned away from Chase to get a better look at his face. Chase held his breath and prayed for the man to believe him, to let him go.

The man closed his eyes and Chase tried to crawl away as he saw that he held another needle in his hand. He tried to pull away his arm, but nothing worked.

'No,' Chase begged now, 'no, please, don't! No!'

It didn't hurt as much as the previous time because his body felt lifeless. The drug started kicking in immediately and all Chase could do was fight against it. He kept his mind focused although a fog covered most of his thoughts and memories again.

'I would love to believe you,' the man sighed as he stood up and watched Chase lose his concentration, 'but there might be others who want to ruin my masterpieces.'

Chase panicked as he didn't know what would happen next. He wanted to get out of here, away from this tiny little room and awful man. He was scared like hell and he suddenly admired Lauren. She had been attacked by this man and she still smiled. She had enough courage to continue her life. Chase knew he just had to see this through and thinking about Lauren helped him with that.

Her name slipped his lips.

'Lauren.'

'Are you thinking about her?' the man asked furiously.

Chase heard every word and even though he was able to understand him this time, he couldn't answer. His mind was barely awake anymore, but his body was already asleep.

'I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your promise.' The man hissed as he grabbed Chase's face in his hands, 'this can never happen again. Nobody will ever mess with my girls again. You'll be an example for everyone!'

The man, unable to control his anger, punched Chase in the face again.

Chase felt the man pull of his shoes and unzip his pants. Panic suddenly made him feel more awake and he tried to kick the man away, but his legs didn't respond to any order. His mind might be awake again, his body was still sleeping.

His arms were still tide behind his back so those were useless as well. His mind screamed and cursed but his mouth barely moved. His voice was nowhere to be found.

Panic reached its top as Chase felt his pants being pulled down and tears formed behind his eyes. He had no idea what to do and he wished he would just faint but he was just too scared to pass out. His heart jumped ten times faster then normal and his blood raced though his veins.

His breathing quickened and he was finally able to close his eyes but that didn't meant he couldn't feel a thing, because he did. He felt everything and it hurt so much; mentally and physically.

'No one will ever ruin my girls again.' The man whispered in Chase's ear, madness in his voice.