"Where's Trix?" Craig asked as soon as I'd returned.

"Still at the bathroom," I said quietly, sitting next to him.

"Don't lie to me Kotestu," he whispered fiercely in my ear, gripping my wrist possessively.

"I'm not," I insisted, "He was waiting for me outside the door, when I came out, he was knocked out."

"Kotestu," Craig said warningly, gripping my wrist harder, making me wince.

"Hey Craig," came Barnaby's voice, making everyone at the table, including me look at the blonde. Barnaby's was standing next to a man who had Trix slung over his shoulder dropping him roughly on the floor next to our table. "Next time you want to keep something away from me, protect it better." I felt myself shaking. Craig knew, Craig knew, that's all I could think. "See ya around Kotestu," Barnaby said smiling at me before turning to leave with the unknown man.

And Barnaby'd just made it ten times worse.

xXx

Craig didn't bring up Barnaby for the rest of the meal, allowing me to eat in silence while he talked business with the other men at the table. He even seemed to forget about Barnaby, whom I noticed was staring at me every once in a while, but I'd quickly look away from him. Craig was even in a surprisingly good mood as he walked me to the car. As soon as we were on our way home though, all hell broke loose.

"What the hell was that about at the restaurant? Didn't I tell you not to look at Barnaby?" Craig asked as I looked away. "Did you talk to him?" Craig demanded. I could tell that he was furious and had probably been holding it in for a while, but I stayed silent. "Answer me Kotestu," he said, raising his voice. I remained mute and got slapped just as hard as before as a result. I really didn't know what to say; yes, I'd talked to him, but what would Craig do to me if I told him that?

"Fine, I'm assuming you did," Craig said, sneering.

"What will you do?" I asked almost inaudibly, it was so quiet. I was terrified and it was probably too late to say that I hadn't now. Besides, he'd seen me look at Barnaby.

Craig smirked at me evilly before turning to look at Trix who'd finally recovered. He lowered his voice as he talked to the raven-hair, so I had to strain to hear what they were saying. "Trix, want a chace to redeem yourself?" is all I heard.

I had a bad feeling that I wasn't going to like what Craig was going to do to me.

xXx

When got out of the car, Trix made his way aroud to my door and grabbed me from the back seat, dragging me inside. I'm sure Craig would've like to, but he seemed to have something planned and needed Trix to do this.

Trix started to force me toward that room from before, the one I'd bee raped in. Craig was close behind and I had a good idea as to what he was going to do so I started to kick and scream bloody murder. I did not want that man to touch me again; to come inside of me. No matter how much I struggled through, it was futile. Trix was much stronger then me.

I saw Trix hand Craig something, after my top was removed and I was cuffed to the head board before being left alone with Craig. Craig tsked at me as he approached, making me tense. "When are you going to learn Kotestu? Being defiant won't bring you anything but grief," he said, switching the object Craig had given him from his left hand to his right. I knew my eyes widened when I saw that it was a knife. I tried to struggle as he approached the bed but he ended up straddling me, sitting on my legs so I couldn't move. "Kotestu this is your only chance," he warned as I felt cold met press against my skin. "Tell me what Barnaby said. I'd hate to scar you," he said smirking, "Badly anyway."

I cried out when I felt a sharp pain cut across my upper left arm and nearly lost my diner when Craig bent toward me and slowly licked the wound, acting like my blood was the best thing he'd ever tasted. I looked at Craig, as he sat up again, wondering where he'd cut me next if I refused to speak. When he moved the knife to my face was just about to break the skin, I panicked and spoke. "He asked me out," I whispered, frightened, trying not to shake. Craig stopped, staring at me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

"I knew you'd be mad," I sad trembling because I still felt the knife against my skin. Craig knew how to cut so it would hurt badly. He'd probably scar my face or something just to make sure I'd learn not to talk to Barnaby or anyone else ever again.

"What did you say?" he asked, raising the knife slightly. He acted like he was ready to cut me but seemed to be considering my responses as well...

I looked away. "I rejected him," I said. I stared at Craig when he unexpectedly threw the knife to the side, smirking again and looking creepy as ever.

"Good boy," he said, fisting my hair, making me cry out again, and kissing me possessively. I tried to move my head to the side, tried to get away but couldn't move at all. All I could do was move my arms, which was now painful because Craig'd cut me and the cuffs chafed against my wrists, and kicked my legs, which was useless, so he continued to invade my mouth.

"S-Stop," I pleaded when he broke away, kissing my neck lightly. I was going to cry again soon, I could feel it.

"Why would do that, Kotestu?" Craig asked, moving away only fro a second when he got off of my legs ad immediately removed my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I started to kick my legs frantically in an attempt to make him stop. He took of the rest of my clothes anyway.

"Please, stop," I begged, again and again, felling the tears start to stream again as he touched my body, as his lips pressed against my naval while he held me down.

Craig looked up at me smiling as if he were deaf to my pleading. "You look so beautiful when you cry, Kotestsu," he said, "I love it," before turning his attention to my now exposed lower half. I looked away, I knew I was going to be sick if I didn't, and started to cry harder and take shaky breaths as well when he touched me there.

I felt his fingers slip inside me. That's when i started to scream again. I knew what was coming next.

Craig undid his pants, letting them fall to his knees as he raised my legs, so he could fuck me. I continued to beg for him to stop, but like last time, he just ignored me and forced his way into my body as I screamed louder and tugged against the handcuffs as he slammed into me.

By the time he was done, my wrists as well as my arm, were bleeding.

xXx

I barely saw Craig anymore by the time he stopped hours later. He pulled up his pants, and partially covered me with a blanket before he left. I was still chained to the bed when Craig picked up the knife and left. He left me like that for the rest of the day and the day after tat, often coming back to rape me again. I'll never forget how happy he'd look after he left after he finshed raping me each time. It was sickening.

"Kotestu?" Craig asked on one such occasion, kissing my collarbone gently then biting me there; I'm sure I had plenty of bite marks on me by now. I shivered slightly and bit back a moan when he bit my neck. I really hated myself for not being able to stop from enjoying it a least a little bit when he touched me. It made me feel sick. Or maybe that was just the hunger. I hadn't eaten for nearly two days at least...

I waited fro him to speak again, unsure if I'd be able to use my voice even if I tried anymore. I was afraid I'd rendered it unless from screaming so much and really wished I was on something, at least when I was on drugs, being raped wasn't so bad.

"I had your dad bring some more of your clothes here," Craig continued, like I'd assumed he would. It's not like he cared about what I'd have to say anyway if I did speak... Not like Barnaby had. How many days had it been since I'd met the blonde? I wasn't even sure anymore. Two? Three? More? "Do you want to shower so we can go out again?" he whispered in my ear, "I'm sure you're hungry."

I nodded, still not lookig at him, thinking about Barnaby more. Would I ever see him again?

xXx

Craig left me alone as I showered, surprisingly. I winced when the water ran alone my wrists and arm, though it felt really good to finally be rid of those handcuffs and to be under warm water, I didn't even bother washing myself off properly. I just sat under the hot water for about an hour, knees pressed to my chest, crying uncontrollably; something I hadn't done since I'd arrived at this hell-hole.

I took my time getting ready, no sure why I was bothering. If I looked nice, Craig'd probably just rap me again sooner. Either way though I was going to get raped, so it's not like it mattered.

Ironically enough, Craig had picked out one of my favorite outfits; black skinny jeans, a green day shirt, and a couple of my bracelets. I was thankful for the bracelets and used all of them to hide how cut up my wrists were.

After putting on my shoes, I went out to where Craig was waiting for me. I really didn't want to enrage him again.

xXx

We ended up somewhere simpler this time; McDonald's. On the way there, Craig kept complimenting me, but this time didn't try to touch me, other than when he put a hand on my knee. I guess he was going to wait util later this time. I could tell by the look on his face that he was already think about it... Pervert.

Craig grasped my wrist when he got out of the car, making me wince. He didn't seem to notice and kept walking, leading me inside.

This time, I was allowed to order my own food, doing so when we reached the counter, and to pick out a table when we all had our food. We being Craig, Trix, some guy with blue eyes and white hair who call himself Sky High and me. Sky High had driven this time.

I ended up choosing a table by a widow, glancing out often as I ate. I'd ever gotten to see the outside world much... When I was nearly finished though, I noticed that my wrist was bleeding. Fortunately it was the one with the most bracelets. Trix noticed it and about the same time I did and insisted on taking me to the restroom to take care of it. I was a little confused when he smiled at me right before I went inside and he leaned against a wall. This seemed familiar, I thought, minus the smile from Trix, walking into the bathroom. All that was really missing was...

"Barnaby," I whispered, freezing as the door closed behind me, and I stared straight into Barnaby's stunning blue eyes.

I am terribly sorry for the late update on this chapter. I really hope you guys like it. I put a whole lot of thinking to it.

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