I wake up to see I am in the room, this is Brandon's room, the house where he tortured me. I am back here again.
I look around to see Brandon coming out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his torso, which could fall at any moment. Water droplets falling from his body.
" Oh you're awake. I was waiting for you to wake up. We couldn't have some fun in Marco's house, he wouldn't let me. But no one can stop me here. So babe, are you ready? " He asks with an evil grin.
" f**k Off. " I shout, tired by it all.
" Bad choice of words. " He says in a deep voice, advancing forward.
I try to get off the bed but he pounces on me, putting his body weight on me and holding my arms with his hands.
" Get off me. " I state.
" No, shut up. "
" You f*****g- "
" You wanna curse? Say it and then se
