It was two nights away from my vacation to Australia and I was flat out packing my clothes, going through the checklist, etc, when I realised the door to my apartment was open. I looked at it, thinking I left it open by accident, and walked over to close it. After I closed the door I heard a glass break in the other room and went to investigate. I didn't think much of it until someone came from behind and put a piece of cloth over my mouth. What happened after that I don't know, but when I woke up my thigh had been cut and was still bleeding. I looked around trying to find the person who did this when I heard a teasing laugh. "Who are you!?" I asked with out thinking. " Don't you remember? Think Rilee, think really hard." That's when it hit me. " Wait this isn't John is it? Man I remember how you hit me with your car... and I may have hit you with my dad's truck... on purpose. Haha good times aye Johny boy" He didn't say anything after that, he just walked towards me and throw his fist at me. I closed my eyes in fear only to realise he stopped right in front of my face, and instead of hitting me, he kissed me. I not wanting that bite his lip. He pulled away with a split lip and just smiled at me. I kicked him in the stomach and started running. I didn't get far since he handcuffed me to a line of chain that was attached to hook in the ground. I desperately kept pulling on the chain hoping it would break but it didn't. He walked toward me and returned the kick. I fell to the ground and closed my eyes, pretending to be unconcious. He never left he just sat down and layed my head on his lap, stroking my hair. I still lay here in his lap waiting for his next move.
To be continued.