Lights on lights off. It was an endless flash in my eyes. I don’t remember anything except being with Robby at lunch. I can’t seem to keep my eyes open. I know I have been drugged. I’ve felt like this before. My body hurts and I have been laying on my side long enough for the side of my body to be covered in something wet. My hands are tied behind my back and I have a blindfold on. I don’t know how long I have been like this and I hear nothing. No voices, no footsteps no nothing.
“Danica? Danica, can you hear me?” That voice sounded so familiar. “Come on Danica. Wake up?” I tried to crack my eyes open, but the light was too bright. “Oh thank god your still alive.”
“Yes, it’s me.” Miranda is a friend I had growing up with Draco. I thought she was sold when I turned fifteen. She had tried to escape Draco and after they found her I never saw her again.
“Where am I?”
“Draco found you.” Oh god no, I said to myself. “He told me to come down here and check on you. He said if you were still alive to bring you home and clean you up and then I have to take you to him.” I tried to open my eyes again. “Danica it’s been over a week. You should be dead.”
“I need water.”
“Come on, I need you to try and walk.” I tried to just sit up and the pain shot through my body. “Hold on, let me get you some water and I’m going to need some help.”
“No, please don’t leave me.”
“Danica, I can’t carry you on my own. I’ll only be a minute.” Miranda took off and I kept myself sitting up the best I could. Things were started to focus better. He put me in the fucking basement. I realized the wetness on my side was water and my own urine, the fucking animal. I tried to stand on my own and when I got up I began to fall. Arms reached out and touched caught me. I looked up into Jonathan‘s eyes. Jonathan is one of Draco’s men. Who has always been there for me. He was kind to me when Draco was bad to me. He was a good friend that I had to keep a secret.
“Jonathan,” I said softly. He picked me up bridal style and I think I passed out again. The next thing I knew. I was being placed into warm water. I reached out and grabbed Jonathan‘s arm.
“Your okay angel. I’m giving you a bath. I realized I was naked in his arms. Miranda was still in the room with us. The hot water stings my skin and I cry out a little. Miranda came to the side of the tub as Jonathan left the bathroom.
“Let me clean you up. I have food and water waiting for you when we’re done. Then we will go to Draco.”
“He is going to kill me.” Miranda just shook her head.
“If he was going to kill you. You would be dead.” She was right. Why was he keeping me alive? That’s when the realization of everything came to me. Where was Robby? Did he kill him? I looked over at Miranda.
“Do you know anything about the man I was with when Draco found me?” She just looked at me for a moment and then shook her head. He has to be dead. I know how Draco works. I felt the tears sting my eyes.
“Don’t cry Danica you know he hates tears.” Once out of the bath. I sat on the bed and slowly started to eat and drink. At first, it almost made me throw up. I had to slow down. My head was pounding and Jonathan ended up giving me Tylenol. About an hour later and a lot of talking. Draco called Jonathan and Miranda to bring me to him. The fear started to rise and I knew I was going to lose it as we walked down the hall. I was still not walking right and Jonathan held on to me. We walked down a long hall and stopped in front of a set of double doors.
“Just do as he says and everything will be okay,” Jonathan said. I gave him a small nod. He opened the doors and we walked inside. The oversized chair behind the desk turned and there the old bastard sat with a smudged look on his face.
“Danica my sweet. It’s been a long time.” I didn’t say anything, I just looked at him. “Tell me, did you miss daddy?” I still didn’t say a word. “You’re going to have to talk soon. How was staying with Ryder? Did you tell him who I was?”
“Why am I here?” Draco looked at me for a moment.
“You belong to me. You know I own you.”
“I’m not your possession.” Draco slammed his fist on the desk and then came rushing over to my side. He picked me up by my neck and slammed me into the wall. Jonathan stood up but did nothing. I gripped onto Draco’s hands.
“I can’t breathe.”
“Good, then maybe you’ll listen you little bitch. You belong to me. Until the day I die. You won’t be seeing your lover again. I will kill him and bring you his dead body. No one can ever stop me.” He slammed me into the ground and knocked the air out of me.
“Please Draco, stop.”
“Sir, you’re going to kill her,” Jonathan spoke up. The next thing I knew. I took a boot to the face. I slumped into the carpet and grabbed my nose. Blood poured out of it.
“Please.” I spit out. Then he kicked me in my stomach.
“When you realize who you belong to. Then this bullshit can stop.” Draco walked out of his office and Jonathan came to my side. He picked me up as I blacked out. I came to some time later. I looked over and Jonathan was sitting in a chair by the bedroom door. He was slumped over, passed out. I sat up and my face hurt. My stomach hurt as well. It was dark out and all that was on was a small lamp next to my bed. Tears started to fall and I knew I was never going to see Ryder again. There was no way I was going to escape Draco again. He would have too many eyes on me. I still had no idea why he even kept me alive. I didn’t even understand why he wouldn’t just let me go.
Draco is a man in his late forty’s he has never been an ugly man. He is very tall and very muscular, always has been. I guess most women find him very attractive. I however never looked at him like that. Until that night when I turned eighteen and he decided to get drunk and take it out on me. He had a party for me. Something he has done since I was a little girl. I thought he had looked at me like a daughter. Even though his punishments were very rough. I never thought he looked at me in that way. He never made it known until that night.
It was well past midnight and I was just getting ready for bed. I had pulled my blanket back. When there was a knock on the door. I walked over and opened it and Draco stood there. I could smell the alcohol all over him. I just looked at him as he made his way into the room and closed the door behind him. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked as I watched him take a seat on my bed. He patted the bed next to him for me to take a seat. I walked over and sat down.
“Danica, are you happy here with me?” He had never asked me that before.
“Yes,” I said softly, even though it was a lie. He reached out and placed his hand on my leg. I looked into his eyes and all I could see was lust. My body began to shake. That couldn’t be true. I said to myself. His hand started to move up my leg slowly.
“You have turned into a beautiful woman. Actually one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I think it’s time to take things to a new level. Are you still a virgin Danica?” I wasn’t one, in fact, I had already slept with two guys at that time, but of course, I wasn’t going to tell him that. All I did was nod at him. “Good, because you belong to me.” He reached out and grabbed my hair and pulled me to his lips. Up until that night. I had never really fought him, but I immediately started to try and push myself away from him.
“Draco, what the hell are you doing?”
“Making you mine.” He forced me on my back to the bed. He was so strong. I cried out but all that did was push him even more. I blocked out most of that night. It didn’t end there. I had thought that maybe because he was drunk that he would wake up and realize what he had done, but that wasn’t the case. Over the next week. I was forced to be in his bed. That was the first time I planned to run from him. I was so scared that he was going to start that up again. Now that he had me back. I will kill myself before I ever let him touch me again in that way.