I wake up in a dark, small room.

I'm lying in a small bed with no sheets. My eyes squint adjusting to the little light in the room. I groan when I feel pain in the back of my head. I reach my hand back to my head and I feel blood.

"Hurensohn" (son of a bitch) I curse in German.

Then the memories come back to me. I remember coming out of the room, going to get me and Damon a drink. Then something hit me in the back of the head, I turned around and I saw Ryder.

Fuck I saw Ryder.

Fear and anger go through me like whip flash.

I look down my body and see my pants are ripped, my shirt is gone and I'm just in my bar. My breath knocked out of me, my heart pounds, "no, no, no," I whisper, again and again.

Tears go down my face, "please no," my voice breaks. I get off of the bed and I try to walk but a chain was wrapped around my ankle, so I couldn't leave. I sigh and go back to the dirty bed.

Then the door opened. My heart leaped out of my throat when I see Ryder, he smirks walking closer to me, "hey, baby doll," he said coming closer to me, "take one more step and I will rip you apart," I snap.

He just laughed, "sure, baby doll," he sets at the end of the bed, I move over to the top of the bed, as far as I could get away from him. He turned his head, his blonde hair falls on his face, he moves closer to me, "please don't do this," I sob.

He just smirks, and grab my ankles dragging me to him, "no," I scream, kicking my feet, trying to get out of his hold, "yes," he said. He put me under him, and he gets on top of me, "get off of me," I cried.

He covered my mouth and ripped my pants off, I whimper, closing my eyes, knowing what is going to happen next.

He took off my underwear off, "fuck you're so beautiful," he cupped me, "Don't please," I beg. Tears go down my face, "shh," he kissed my breast, "I already know what you want," I shake my head, "het the fuck off of me," I bite his hand.

He hissed taking his hand off of my mouth, I give him a glare, "you bitch," I feel a hard slap on my left cheek. My head goes to the side and my body falls to the bed. Tears well in my eyes, as my hand rest on my cheek, "you fucking don't bite me or I will kill you," he grabs me by the throat, my head hit the wall behind me.

"Do it," I bite out, "I fucking dare you, but when Damon finds you, you would have wished that you have not killed me," I say. He squeezed my throat harder, to where I couldn't breathe. "Ah yes, Damon," he moves my hair behind my ear, "I can't wait when I sent each of your body parts to his doorsteps," he trailed his fingers down the valley of my breast.

I smile, "he'll find me before you do that," I apply. He chuckles that sent bad shivers down my body, "he hates you, Alaska," I feel my heart skip a beat, "no he does not," I try not to cry but it is kind of hard.

He shakes his head, disagreeing with me, "yes he does, I heard him say it myself," he smiles, I shake my head not believing him, "he loves me, you don't know what you're saying," my voice cracks.

Ryder wipes the tears, "don't cry over who does not love you," he lets go of my throat, I gasp letting the air in my lungs.

He walks to the door, "let me know when you're ready to play nice," then he shuts the door.

He does not love me.

He lied to me.

About everything.

Thoughts run through my head. I whimper shaking my head, not letting them come to me.

Ryder is lying, Damon loves me so much. He told me that many times.

I burry my face into the pillow and let out a loud sob.

My eyes are swollen and so are my lips at how much I was crying.

"Please Damon find me." I whisper closing my eyes.

~•~

I woke up to the door oping and shutting.

I look up and I see a girl, she looked scared, she barley had clothes on, "h-hey they told m-me to give you this," she gives me a cup of water. I roll my eyes.

How nice of them.

I take the cup; she flinched as I reached my hand out, "s-sorry," she chuckles, I give her a sad smile, "what's your name?" I ask, ger blonde hair goes down to her butt, "Anya," she said with a tiny smile, I smile back at her, "I love you name, Anya," she blushes.

I see bruises on her neck and arms and legs, all over her light brown skin. "How did you get here, Anya?" I ask, she looks down to her feet, "I was walking home from work one day and I got jumped by these two guys and then I woke up in a sex trafficking place and I got shipped here," she tells me with a tiny voice.

I thin my lips, "I'm so sorry, Anya," I said with a sad voice. She looks at me with brown eyes, "how did you get here?" She tilts her head. I smile, "Ryder he was my ex-boyfriend, after many years of being abused and raped, I finally got away 'cause of my sister, Bella, after I got away my and her became assassins from the Russian Mafia, but her "grandfather" touched her in bad ways, but I took all of it and I got raped." I sigh closing my eyes, "but long story short I was with my boyfriend Damon and Ryder found me and he kidnapped me," tears go down my face.

I look up at Anya, she looks up at me with sad eyes, "I'm sorry for that," she gives me a warm smile, I smile back at her, "it is ok, hopefully he will find me, so I can get out of this shit hole," Anya looks at the ground, "how about when he does find me you can come with us, you can get out of here," her face brightens at y words, "I would love that," she gives me a hug, I smile hugging her back.

The door opened and Anya backed away from me. I see Ryder with an angry face, "go," he demanded Anya, she looks at me with a worried face, "I'll be fine, go," I whisper to her, she gives me one last smile and walks out the door.

Ryder closed the door and came over to me, "are you ready to play nice, now?" He asked taking off his shirt, "when am I ever nice to you, Ryder?" I tilt my head. He unbuttons his pants, "well then I guess I'm going to have to show you how to be nice," he remarked.

Fear stroked my body, "get the fuck away from me," I snap as he comes closer, he does not listen and gets on the bed, I whimper when he grabs my legs dragging me to him, "get off," I struggle against him, trying to get his hands off of my body.

I cried when he licks my breast, "no," I cried, "get off," I move my hands to push him off, but he takes them and pins them to the bed. "I love when you fight," he mutters as he sucks my nipple.

I feel my body being broken down, I feel dirty, I feel then need to shower a million times to get his dirt off of me, but I know that it will take a lot more than a shower to get his hands off of me.

He moves my underwear to the side, and I fell him at my entrance, "please, don't do this, get off of me, I don't want you," I cried, sobbing, begging to get him off of me.

But he does not listen.

He works his way in me, I scream. "no, no, no," tears go down my cheeks, "get the fuck off of me," I choke as he works more in me, he groans placing his face in my neck, "you're so tight," he kissed my neck, I whimper.

It will all be over soon.

I tell myself it is ok, or it will all be over soon.

I cried telling him to stop, I beg him to stop but he does not listen, and he just keeps on going in and out of me.

I hear him let out a groan and I feel him release, I let out a cry.

He pulls out of me and looks down at me, "next time I won't be so gentle," I sniff.

He does not clean me up he just leaves me laying there, he watches as I look down at myself and cry, I get a blanket and cover myself up not letting him see me, or any part of me. I see him frown, and rip off the blanket off of me, "do not cover yourself up as I'm looking at you," he grips my chin forcing me to look at him.

He bends down and unlocks the chain, "go to the bathroom, slut," I flinch at the nickname. I see him point at a bathroom oner to the right side. I go in the bathroom and look in the mirror, I see a cut on my lip, and bruises on my neck from him gripping my neck.

I go to the toilet and go pee, when I was done, I clean myself.

How Damon does it.

Tears go to my eyes thinking of him. I hope he finds me soon; I don't think that I can go on with this.

Before I go out, I see my red eyes in the mirror, and I look at the rest of my body. I sigh and walk out, and I see Ryder is still here but, in a chair, "set down we got a lot to talk about." I go over and set on the bed, I do not make eyes contact with him I just keep my eyes on the ground.

He let out an annoyed sigh, "Damon is not going to find you, we are a long way from where he is at," he starts. Pain goes through my body. "Quit being a fucking whine ass and get over him, you have me now. And this time I'm not letting you go," his voice turns dark at the end. "You are mine now," he adds

I shoot him a glare, "I will kill you before you even think you are mine," I get up, "I am not yours and I have never been nor I will ever be," I grit out, he smiles, "so don't think I will kill you, because when I get out of here I will come for you, and I will rip you apart piece by piece," I lean over him.

He chuckles, "man I love when you are fisty," I back up when he stands up. When my anger cooled down, I go back and set back on the bed.

He clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth, "how about we make a deal," he starts, "I will not kill Damon or anyone if they come for you," like he could kill Damon, "unless we marry," I gasp, looking at him with wide eyes.

Fuck no.

I start to say no but then I think, Damon would be alive and so would everyone else,

I sigh and close my eyes, "so what do you say?" He comes closer to me, I look up at him and say, "yes, I will marry you."

~•~