Sawyer
“No, please, Ethan, please… Just give me a few days… I swear I'll do anything you want afterward, and I won't complain… Please,” I plead desperately.
I cannot stop the tears from rolling down my face. I feel a tight knot forming in my chest, and it is spreading to my heart. I can't breathe… God I can't breathe... I put my trembling hands on my chest as if I could help my lungs function again.
I see that he's talking but I can't hear him… Blood pounds in my ears, drowning out his words.
I am having a panic attack!
My feet give way and I fall to the carpet, shaking and still sobbing.
I feel his arms around me, but I still cannot hear him. I think he's trying to soothe me… and strangely enough, it's working…My tormentor is hugging me, and calming me down… How messed up have I be
