I woke up.
Pain.
My stomach. Arms. Inner thighs.
CHASE. CHASE. CHASE. CHASE!
He carved his name.
'Do you like it? I do. I still love you. Nobody else will love you, you ugly bitch. You're scared. Flawed. But I do. I do.'
'Chase, let me go. Please Chase.'
He got up.
Grabbed an iron bar.
Darkness engulfed me.
