"Haven't you realized it yet Macy? You are nothing but a weak defenseless bitch who ha- " "I.AM.NOT.MACY. you bastard! Don't you get it? " I snarled. I was pinned tightly against the wall, my wrists clamped on both sides of my head. "Just fuck off and let me go! " I tried to tug my hands free but failed. He was far too strong.... And far too close. I noticed something flashing in his eyes as he let go of my wrists. I had hardly moved away when a strong, masculine fist made contact with my already bruised stomach. All the air was knocked out of me. Coughing and groaning, I collapsed to the floor. Moisture prickled at the corner of my eyes, blurring my vision. The room kept swaying around me until something grabbed me by my hair, forcing me to look up into a pair of grey furious eyes. "You need to remember who's the one in control. That's me and not you, Macy", he hissed before tossing my panting form back to the floor. "Chain her," was all I heard before everything turned pitch black. ************* What is meant by 'weaknesses turning into strengths'? What does it mean when they say, 'you fall in love when you least expect it' ? Is love really the way? Eighteen year old, Sharleah Stafford, finds herself locked in a room. A room guarded by her worst weaknesses. The only way out is to fight those weaknesses. Will Sharleah take a stand and fight her way out or would she rather suffocate in trepidation within the room? Climb aboard for there's thrill, drama, romance, mystery but most of all there's the urge to face the darkest fears.