Kaylee pov
I can't get free, even how hard I'm trying when I feel him pull me in front of him before he wraps his big arm around my chest, moves his hand from my neck and places it over my mouth to muffle my screams.
Tears flood down my cheeks when I feel him move forward and I can't get out of his grip. Seeing the doctor point at the examination stool when he walks further with me.
"Place her here," I hear the doctor say when he walks over with me to the stool and lifts me up right before we reach it.
"Grab her legs." I hear him order out to someone before a pair of hands tries to grab my legs, but I kick with them as hard as I can.
My attempts don't help when I feel two hands grab them hard and lift them over to the stool when I get placed on it. Trying to wiggle free when I get hel
