The Stalker

Whats In The Past, Needs To Stay In The Past

I was picked up by a large figure and thrown into what it seems to be a large warehouse. I hear chuckle as i can see now, and i hear metal blaring. The song is Killing The Messenger - Savior, it seems like someone is working out. I hear the scraping of metal, against the concrete floor. The sound is making my ears bleed, it is almost as bad as scratching a chalk board. I never understood why people like that sound. I fear for my life, hoping I don't die today. I see a figure in the darkness. A click echoes throughout the large building. Lights turn on, nearly blinding me. A high tech computer is in front of me, it has a browser open. The website is YouTube, and it seems to be on a live stream. OF ME!!! The title is " Jess, I need you!!!! Come To West Vermont Road 1637" Okay then, why do they want Jess to come here? As soon ask myself that, I am hit in the back of my head with a hockey stick. "Ahhhhhhh! What the hell?!?! The f**k was that?!" I rub where i was hit, forced to stare at the computer screen. Over 200 are watching, the comments are off, as well as the ratings. I get hit again, but this time in the chest which knocks the wind out of me. I get hit a few more times and stay to swell up and lightly bleed. The guy walks away, i sigh of relief, but he comes back with a nine tails whip. I freak out since i know those things hurt. He start to crack the whip next to me. I breath heavy, knowing if i do come out, i won't come out in one piece. He hits me with the whip once, i scream in pain. Not long after, a bang comes from the large warehouse door. "I have the money, now stop what you are doing or i will bring cops into this!!!!" A familiar voice screams out, banging on the door. He whips me once more and drops it. "Ahhh!!!! That hurts!!!" The banging gets louder, as the computer shuts and the warehouse door opens. I see who walks into the warehouse... I wish i didn't... I get a major flashback about this person. My ex boyfriend, I remember one memory about him... His name is Jason Assex. He has brown hair with parts dyed blue, green eyes, and is emo. He was very abusive, but great in bed. He hated everything i did but i still somehow loved him. I remember him smacking me and locking me in a closet with nothing because i said we couldn't have s*x. He used me for s*x, a lot. He had a collection of all things adult. I think i know why he came here... He wants a s*x toy, something no one will care about. Something he can elope to and then walk away and do what he wants... Please help me... I would want anyone to help me now...