Readers – this chapter has several triggers, including physical abuse and r**e. Please be aware of that before you continue.
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"Hey, baby, wake up."
Tha-thump…tha-thump…tha-thump…
My head was pounding. I groaned and tried to cover my face against the flashing lights hitting my closed eyes with my arm, but couldn't move. Grunting, I tried to slide away from whatever it was that was preventing me from moving, but I was held fast.
"What…?" I moaned. My lips were dry. So dry. I tried licking them, but my tongue was like cotton. What was happening?
Tha-thump…tha-thump…tha-thump…
"Baby, Rosie, wake up." A hand stroked my cheek gently and I jerked away, hitting my head against a hard surface.
"Ow…what…" I tried to move my hand to cradle my head, but I couldn't. It was stuck…wait, no. It
