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Natalie's Escape! Earlier that evening.

Natalie:

I wake up from a nap but I'm still tired. I am just drained emotionally and physically. I feel like I could go into labor any day now and I shouldn't because I am only 29 weeks along. This baby boy has to hold on. "Look who is awake," says Max as he walks into the bedroom that I am staying in. Ashley finally let me stay in the creepy Texas Chainsaw Massacre house. Her and Max fight about me all the time it's ridiculous but today is the day I'm going to escape. Their disagreements are my leverage and I will escape. I try to get up but Max pushes me back down. "You're not going anywhere till I'm done."

"No, Max I can't do this anymore," I say knowing exactly what he wants. It is what he always wants. I have been raped by him 3 times every day for the last 4 weeks we're talking 84 times at least. I hate it. I hate the way he smells and I hate the way he looks. I despise him.

He slaps me in the face and says, "What did I tell you about saying no?"

"Not to tell you no," I say. If I tell him no I get hit or sometimes kicked or both it all depends on how agitated he is. "Just get this over with," I say.

"That's better," he says with a sick smile and before I know it he is covering me with his body. Then it all begins his sexual assault on me. It feels like hours when it was just 30 minutes. As he finishes he removes his body from mine and puts his hand on my bare stomach. "You know, Natalie, we could have had it all and it wouldn't have to be this way." I hate when he rubs my stomach. "This baby could have been mine. This baby should have been mine. Just like John should have gotten Ashley pregnant not you."

"Well, it happened the way it did," I say.

"Because you're a whore," he says.

"Whatever, Max," I say. His words can't break me anymore because I'm already broken. I'm just numb. I can't feel pain anymore. I just want to go home. "I'm hungry," I say.

"What do you want?" he asks.

"I don't know anything is fine," I say.

"All right," he says. "Get dressed and come downstairs," he says before kissing my head and getting out of bed. I watch him put his jeans on and watch him walk out of the room. I let out a breath and get out of bed. I put on my jeans and the same pink shirt I have had on. It is absolutely filthy. There are blood stains and dirt all over them. It won't be long till I get out of here. I lift up the mattress and pull out a steak knife I have kept hidden for the right time. This is the right time. I stick it in my pocket and head downstairs.

"What are you making?" I ask as I walk into the kitchen.

"Spaghetti," he says, "it will be ready soon."

"That's Angelina's favorite," I say sadly. "Except she doesn't like the sauce."

"Yeah, I remember," he says. "I always thought it was weird."

"Yeah but she knows what she likes and what she wants," I say as I sit down careful not to stab myself with the knife in my pocket. "Where is Ashley?"

"Out," he says.

"Oh," I say. "When will she be back?"

"I don't know. Why all the questions?"

"Just wondering," I say. "How long before it's ready?"

"It won't be long. Just relax," he says.

"I am relaxed," I say with a smile as I think about my plan. "Do you want some help?"

"Whatever as long as it gets you to stop asking questions," he says.

"Okay," I say as I get up and walk over to the stove with him. "What would you like me to do?"

"I want you to stop asking questions but you can get the spices out. They are in the cupboard over there."

"Okay," I say as I walk over to get the spices. I walk back and lay down the spices on the counter. I reach into my back pocket and pull out the knife I've been holding. It's now or never. My hand shakes as I bring the knife around to my front but I waste no time as I jab the knife into his back causing him to let out a scream. I pull the knife out and he turns around. He is beyond upset and I stab him in the chest this time causing him to fall to the ground.

I watch him lie at my feet bleeding profusely reaching up to me and saying, "Natalie, help me."

"No, Max," I say as I back away from him. I can't believe I actually stabbed someone but I had no choice it was self-defense.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" I hear Ashley yell as it startles me before I have time to react she knocks me down on the ground.

She is grabbing on to my feet and I kick her away, "GET OFF OF ME!"

"SHUT UP!" She says as she hits me in the face with her fist. "Why did you do that? I'm gonna have to kill you now. I didn't want to do this, Natalie, but I have no choice."

"Get off of me!" I say as I knock her off of me. I get myself up before she grabs my foot holding me back. I grab the pot of boiling water off the stove and throw it in her face. She lets go immediately as she lets out a blood curdling scream and grabs her face. I take this as my chance to run. I make it to the front door but it is locked and I can't get out. I see a window and I grab a chair. I throw it through the window causing it to shatter. I try climbing out of the window but Ashley pulls me back in. I try to fight to get away from her but she hits me with another chair. I lay as she punches me and kicks me before I grab her foot causing her to fall. When she's on the ground I grab a lamp and hit her over the head with it. While she's out I climb out the window. I start to run from the house as fast as my legs can go. I start to feel pain. I feel like I am having contractions but I can't let it slow me down. I run and run from the house getting closer to the road. I finally reach the road but it is a back road and I can hear Ashley behind me. I run faster and finally make my way to the main road. I see a car's headlights and run out in front of it. "HELP!" I say as it gets closer the driver slams on the brakes and a man gets out of the car.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" he asks me.

"Help," I say breathless and at my weakest point before I know it DARKNESS.

A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.