Scarlet's P.O.V
He pulled me up from the floor and dragged me into my bedroom. He threw me onto the bed and release my arm from his tight grip.
This is my chance.
I scrambled across the bed and tried to reach the door but I shouldn't have underestimated him. Even drunk and high, he was fast and he grabbed onto the hem of my shirt, pulling me back.
I fell onto the soft surface of the carpet but my head hit my vanity table. I could feel a warm wetness on the back of my head and my vision started to become blurred.
I was now able to see two of him, no three which just intensified my overwhelming fear.
He picked me up and set me on the bed gently. I tried to squirm in his grip but it seemed to anger him and he hit me across the face.
He pulled off my pyjamas pants and tore my top. I
