[Okay guys, MASSIVE warning for this chapter. It contains some graphic scenes. Don't read if you're triggered by abuse. I wanted to write about this subject to bring light to these issues. All characters are fictional.]

I pulled my arm from Chris' and crossed them over my chest feeling the rain soak through my clothes. It was definitely a bad night to be wearing shorts.

"What's the hurry, sexy?" Chris pulled my hand and started inching his fingers underneath the sleeve of my cami. I pulled away hastily and frowned.

That's definitely not the way a boss speaks to his employee. But then again, who parties with their employees? I'm so dumb!

"I don't want to be here anymore and I want to find my friends, that's what the hurry is." I said in a raised voice wiping the rain out of my eyes. I began to feel dizzy and the trees started sweying.

"Okay, relax precious." He held up his hands to show innocence. His eyes were frightening to look at, pupils almost fully dilated and roaming all over my body hungrily.

He reached out for the belt loop on my jean shorts so I took my chance. I kneed him in the groin and elbowed the back of his head. Thank God for Lexi's self defence lecture! He fell down gasping for air on the gravel on his hands and knees. When he dropped I ran back down the driveway through some short hedges feeling the thorns scrape my legs on the way through. The rain made the ground slippery and hard to keep traction. As I came to where I last saw my friends at the keg stand competition, i slowed down. I couldn't see them anywhere and my heart started pounding even faster. Maybe they've tried calling me. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw that I had no calls or texts.

Maybe someone around can help me? No... what if they're with Chris? They'll just take me straight back to him. I can only trust my friends.

I couldn't hear Chris or see him anywhere in the distance but I didn't want him catching up with me so I started jogging to the car hoping it was parked far away enough for him to give up looking for me.

I'll just wait for them there. They'll have to show up sooner or later. Slowing down to a walk along the path I held up my phone looking for a signal to try and call Lexi. Luckily she convinced me to go with the waterproof model. I remind myself i need to thank her if i ever find my way back to them. The further down the driveway I got, the darker it was. I turned my phone light on trying to guide myself back to the car and not trip on anything in the process. My head was spinning so bad I had to sit on a rock and massage my temples. My eyes just wanted to stay shut but I willed them to open so I could try and type a message for when I found a signal.

My vision was blurry so the phone looked like a mish mash of rainbow colours on the screen. The message app was green so I squinted hard to try and find it. I tapped once and missed my screen completely.

There was something in my drink for sure. I've never felt like this in my life.

I rubbed in between my brows and tried tapping the screen again. I think that's the notepad. I scrunched my nose up trying to focus my eyes. It'll do for now until my head clears up and I can copy and paste it later.

"There you are you sneaky little bitch!" It was Chris' voice approaching from up the driveway. My instinct told me to run so that's exactly what I did. I fell to my knees trying to stand up from the rock, then picked myself up and shone the light in front of me as I stumbled along. It didn't take long for Chris to catch me. Once he caught up he put his hands on my hips, pulled my back to him and then sniffed my hair. I tried to wriggle free but his arms locked around my stomach as he grinded himself against my ass.

"Chris, lemme gggo." I struggled to speak, my whole body feeling heavy.

"Now why would I do that? I put in all the ground work with you." He chuckled in a deep sickening tone. I strained to scream, call out, anything, but nothing would come.

Lexi, Mason, somebody fucking help me! But only a series of short groans managed to leave my voice box. He started feeling my breasts over my rain drenched clothes and licked my neck all the way from my collarbone up to my ear.

"I'm gonna fuck you tonight, and there's nothing you can do about it." A silent tear slid down my cheek and mixed with the rain pelting down on my face.

He threw me over his shoulder and slapped my ass hard. I kicked my legs with all the force I could manage but he just held them in a firm grip.

"You know, when we put an add out for someone over 21, I never thought we'd get a tight bodied little hottie like you." I couldn't respond. My heart was throbbing painfully from how long it had been racing. The blood was rushing to my head and making me see black spots at the edge of my vision. I still had my phone in my hands so I erased the last note I'd left on the notepad and tried to type with one hand.

"I've had many girls come to my house but none that have ever wanted to leave before sampling some merchandise." He said in a gravelly voice sliding his hands all over my thighs.

"It only makes me was to screw you more, you playing hard to get."

I shook as I tried to type. MASON M BACK OF HOUS HELP HELP HLP. Then I dropped my phone with the flashlight up so someone could eventually find it before it ran out of battery or something far worse. I hadn't passed out yet and I was determined to stay conscious. When we reached the front of the house Chris took the scenic route through the foliage so no one could see. Emerging from the plants I could see the doorway upside down through his legs.

"She passed out yet?" I heard a croaky voice ask.

"Not yet. We're gonna have to tie her to a chair until she does. This ones a runner." Chris explained walking into the room and dropping me onto a leather office chair. Once I was sitting I kicked my lead heavy legs at anyone that was in front of me, distressed grunts coming from my mouth.

"Get her fucking legs you moron!" One of the boys said holding his nose, blood trickiling down his arm. I felt two of them holding down my legs as they taped them to the base of the chair. There were two more of them holding my arms to the side. My vision was focusing in and out and the room was spinning but I knew where their hands were on my arms. I bit down on the left guy's arm and he flinched but didn't let go. He bent down close to my ear.

"You can bite me all you want but I 'aint letting go until you pass out." A side wards smile crept across his face. I looked him in the eyes and he lent down a little further. I mimicked his crooked smile and spat in his face. He raised his free hand and slapped me across the face. My head jerked to the right and I felt a trickle of warm liquid running from my nostril down my lips.

"Woah Brax, ease up a bit bro. We don't want to ruin that pretty face." Chris said taking my chin between his thumb and index finger and licked my lips in one sweep.

My mind was slipping in and out of consciousness. I was becoming delusional not knowing what was a dream and what was reality.

"It is our duty to save the sinners Quinn. You need to know these bible verses inside out. If you cannot recite John 3:16 to me right now, you will be punished." My father said towering over a 10 year old me.

"Um... for God loved... so loved the world that... Jesus was born?" I said in a timid voice you had to strain to hear. My father pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Wrong. I'm very disappointed in you Quinn Eden. Hold out your hand." He said turning to retrieve the cane from his desk. My bottom lip started quivering.

"Daddy please..." I squeaked. He shook his head holding the cane in his hand looking down at me, disappointment in his eyes.

"This is how I was punished as a little boy so this is how you will be punished." He made me hold out my hands, palms to the ground and count each lash out loud.

"One... Two... Three" Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I never let my daddy see me cry.

"I think she's out man, check her pupils." I hear a male voice say. I open my eyes and frown when I see Chris waving his hand in front of my face. I lunge forward but soon remember I'm bound to the seat. He laughed as he fell backwards on his butt.

"Still definitely awake bro. Just let me take this hit and I'll get the show on the road boys." The room was filled with the sounds of men hooting and clinking glasses together and then everything faded away.

"You expect me to stand here and accept you back into this house young lady? You have desecrated your body and have sinned against God! You disgust me!" My mother screamed from the front gate. Our house was situated in a cosy estate where the houses were built basically wall to wall. The neighbours all came out of their homes and had their phones out video taping the whole thing.

"Mum, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I just wanted to live life to the fullest after..." My mother cut me off before I could explain.

"Spare your excuses for judgement day where you will stand trial before God and all the hosts of heaven and have to own up to your devilish ways wicked child!" She screams coming towards me with her bible firmly gripped in one hand shaking it about.

"But Mum, I'm still me. I've just been exploring life and all the wonderful things God has made. There are so many things out there that I never even knew existed! I didn't want to waste another day after..." She cut me off again.

"Sin flows deep within your soul Quinn. I tried to keep you from the world but you've been corrupted. Get off my property and never come back!" She yelled and threw her bible at me. It came flipping through the air, pages flittering around until it landed square with my jaw. My heart broke that day. My father refused to see me and my mother never wanted to see me again. I didn't belong anywhere.

Tears started streaming down my face in hot streaks. I was broken deep inside and no one loved me, no one wanted me. Maybe I am a lost cause and too corrupted to be loved.

"Aww the poor baby's crying." Brax mimicked a crying face moving his fists under his eyes like he was rubbing tears.

"You almost done over there Chris?" The bald guy asked, holding my right arm. Chris wiped his nose with his forearm and sauntered across the room towards me, his bloodshot eyes staring into me.