Its been days.
I was hungry, tired, in pain.
He said I deserved it.
I knew I didn't.
He came in, grabbed me by my throat.
He said he'd let me go, he'd forgive me if I promised to stay.
If I promised to love him.
'I love you Chasey. Only you' I cooed.
'Forgive me?'
'No, Chasey. Forgive me.'
He fed me.
Tended to my wounds.
Made love to me.
There was no love.
