Clayton Point Of View.I saw her fall to the bed after I had hit her, her ginger hair all over her face. I could not control the anger I felt, and later, I wondered why I was so incensed.

"What the fuck did you try to do, Nadine?" I bellowed.

"Escape?

Run away?

Bitch, you're trapped in her until I free you. There is no other way out. And you're not doing yourself any favors by these fucking antics, you understand me?"

She lay on the bed staring at me, her eyes wild with terror. She was ...