Chapter26

#Chapter26

BELLA—

When I opened my eyes, I wished I hadn't. Every inch of the walls that made up this room was covered in pictures.. pictures of me. Not just any picture no, a whole lot of images that I'd didn't want to see. I felt sick to my stomach as I scanned the never ending photos that were there to show me just how much I had been defeated.

The hard part is that, I could remember bits and pieces of it. I had been under the influence, no doubt about that. I knew that I shouldn't have drank the drink he gave me but then again, like he said, I didn't exactly have a choice.

I was ashamed of myself, ashamed of the fact I had gave into him, my body had turned against me and fed into his sick games. He'd touched me and I'd let him. My stomach turned at the thought, bile threatening to spill out of my mouth as I drowned in the vague flashbacks of my drug induced behaviour.