Forget Me Not (Remember Me Series)

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Author: M. G. Morgan
would rape me, torture me, do whatever it was that he did to the girls that he took… And he would enjoy every second of it. Every fibre of my being told me I should fight him. And yet, I lay still beneath him as he pressed his hands onto my back, holding me down like some sort of animal.
    He wrapped his fingers into my hair and tugged me up from the ground. My vision swam as he pushed me towards the edge, letting me take one last final look over.
    “You’ll pray for the day when you get another chance at that cliff.”
    He pulled my body in tight to his as he whispered the words into my ear. I didn’t struggle, I didn’t move, instead I let him drag me towards the car. He pushed me into the back seat and slid in beside me before barking orders at the man in the drivers seat to get moving.
    I watched the cliff disappear as we turned and started the drive back. Part of me couldn’t help but wonder if he was right? I didn’t want him to touch me but if it meant survival so Aidan come and get me, then I would do it. 
    “He’s not dead.” I let the words fall from my lips in a whisper.
    Christopher turned his body to face mine, a smile lighting him up, making him look younger.
    “No… He’s not dead yet, but if he so much as thinks about setting foot on Freedom Island he will be dead.”
    “Freedom Island?”
    Confusion cocooned my brain making it hard to think.
    “Whoops, where are my manners. This is Freedom Island.” 
    Christopher spread his arms wide in the back seat, his fingers brushing against my hair. I shrank back away from him, my body curling in on itself. There was no escape, there never had been an escape. We were on an island. Aidan didn’t stand a chance of getting her. He didn’t even stand a chance of finding out where I was. It was a hopeless situation.
    “Awh, don’t be like that. You’ll soon grow to like me.”
    He leaned across the seat and trailed his fingers down the side of my face. I did my best to shrink further away from him but I was already pressed tight to the door of the car. My attempts to get away from him only seemed to piss him off more and he grabbed my hair and jerked me across the back seat towards him.
    I whimpered, as tears blurred my vision. The sound of my pain made him happier and he gripped my face in his hands, tilting my head until I was forced to look up at him.
    “Make that sound again. I like it when you cry.” He tightened his grip and I winced but I didn’t whimper.
    He pressed his mouth to my ear and trailed his tongue down my cheek.
    “I said, make that sweet sound again, Bella. I want to hear how much it hurts.”
    “No.”
    It took all of my will to squeeze the word out. I didn’t want to make little pain noises for him. I didn’t want to whimper and make him enjoy his torture even more. I wanted him to hate it, I wanted him to detest touching me. I wanted him to look at me and feel repulsion and if that meant suffering in silence then I was willing to do just that.
    Christopher growled against my neck and bit down on me, hard enough to force a gasp past my gritted teeth. Hot white pain flared through my shoulder and tears dripped down my cheeks a little faster.
    “Do you want me to break you, Bella? Is that it? Because I can do that, I can break you.”
    He moved his lips along my shoulder and my entire body tensed. I was waiting for him to strike again, waiting for him to sink his teeth into my flesh. He was a snake, a very poisonous dangerous snake, but I still wouldn’t give him anything… Not if I could help it.
    The SUV drew to a halt in front of a large sprawling house. From this side it looked completely different, but I still recognised it as the place I’d escaped from. He opened his door, his hand still wrapped in my hair. As he slid out he dragged me after him. I didn’t speak, biting my tongue as the pain of his hold lanced through me.
    His stride was swift as he mounted the steps to the front door and I had no choice but to
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