43. Stockholm syndrome

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Sophia's POV

"Baby...baby wake up."

"Mm...Wha...?"

I opened my eyes and I saw him standing over me.

"Wakey wakey, sophie baby..."

"Wha...What are you doing? Where am I? Wh...AHHHHH! Ahhh no! Let me go!"

He had stripped me naked and tied me to the bed.

"What is wrong with you?!"

I shook in anger as I pulled against my restrains.

I began to cry and he walked over to me and caressed my face.

Half of my body had been damaged because of the crash.

"Look how beautiful you are. Even when you're bruised up...you're gorgeous."

He ran his hand over my bruises.

"Ouch! Get off me Cain!"

"That hurts,huh?" He chuckled.

"You're insane! You ran the car into me?! What do you think you're going to- Ahhhh!"

He squeezed my bruised wrist.

"Stop!" I said through my teeth.

"Then shut your fucking mouth." He said calmly.

I looked up at him as he circled around the bed.

"How could you...run that car into the side of the car I was driving?"

"How could I? How could you?"

"What did I do to you?" I said through my tears. I was annoyed that he believed he had the right to be mad about anything I had done.

"What did you not do?!"

He shouts in a violent rage.

"I loved you. Do you not understand that?! I fucking loved you. Me and you were supposed to be something...
Something real. God..."

He sat down on the bed.

"I don't want to do this you know that?"

He hung his head.

"Don't you see that?" He said looking at me.

I looked away from him.

"Don't you see that?!"

He pounded his fist into the mattress.

"I see, Cain." I whimpered.

"I didn't want to, but I had to. You hurt my pride. You hurt me more than any of the women Abel and I ever shared. I had high hopes for you, and you don't even know what I've done for you."

I stared at him as his hands shook in frustration.

"I've done so much for you...all in an attempt to get you to love me. A-and you won't love me. You won't even acknowledge me..."

My chest heaved up and down as I watched him.

He looked as if he was going to cry.

"I do love you. I love you so much, maybe more than Abel...but you don't love me...so I can't let you live without me."

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