Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 10

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Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 10

Sophia:
I woke up with my head throbbing terribly. Blinking
my eyes, I tried to look around at my
surroundings. I was in my hotel room, lying on the
bed. The only light in the room was the moonlight
shining in through the huge windows.
I sat up, wincing as my head throbbed more as I
moved. I put my hand to my head and closed my
eyes, then remembered what happened before I
was knocked out. Opening my eyes again, I looked
around the room frantically.

“I’m glad you’re awake, Sophie.”
I turned my head to a dark figure sitting on the
chair in the corner of the room. I began to tremble
again, knowing it was Ricky. How did he find me
in England? I thought I’d be safe, but it turns out I
was completely wrong.
He stood up and walked over to the foot of the
bed. I scooted back to the headboard, watching
him.
“Where’s Justin?” I demanded, glaring at him.
He sighed angrily, clenching the footboard hard.
“That doesn’t matter.”
“Where is he?!” I shouted at him. He came over to
the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, pulling
off of the bed. He dragged me out of the room and
into the living room. I gasped when I saw Justin in
a chair, unconscious. There was duct tape
covering his mouth, and tying his hands to the
back of the chair.
“Justin…” I whispered, staring at the dried blood
on the side of his head. I looked back up at Ricky.

“Please don’t hurt him… please.”
He ignored me and let go of my arm, then walked
over to Justin. He slapped Justin’s cheek a couple
of times softly, waking him up. His eyes opened,
but drooped again. When he saw me, his eyes
flew completely open and started struggling in the
chair. I tried to get to him, but Ricky held a knife
out to me, warning me to stay back. I stopped and
glared at him.
“Let him go,” I begged him.
Ricky slid the knife across Justin’s chest softly.
“Only if you come with me, Sophie.”
“Never,” I said. I felt the tears running down my
cheeks again. He gritted his teeth and shrugged
his shoulders.
“Fine.”
I watched in horror as the knife plunged into
Justin’s upper stomach. He grunted and his eyes
grew wide. Ricky retrieved the knife and looked
back at me.

“Will you come with me now?”
“No, please just stop it! Please!” I begged him,
hugging my arms. He shrugged again and stabbed
the knife into Justin a second time, and them a
third time, each time causing Justin to grunt in
pain.

“No, stop it please! Okay, I’ll go with you, just
stop, please!” I begged him as he went to stab
again. The knife was inches away from Justin’s
chest. He looked over at me and smiled.
“I knew you would understand, Sophie,” he said,
wiping the blood off of his knife. Justin was
bleeding heavily from his chest. I looked at him
and saw him shake his head slightly. He was
losing consciousness.

“We need to get him help. If you promise me we’ll
get him help, I’ll go with you. Just please, don’t let
him die,” I whispered through tears.

He sighed and shook his head. “Fine. Say your
goodbyes. And do it quickly.”

I walked over to him slowly and kneeled, becoming
eyelevel with him. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered,
hugging his head. I felt his warm blood seeping
into my clothes. He needed help, and fast. I
kissed his cheek, but was pulled away by Ricky
before I could do anything else. He pushed me
towards the door, not letting me look back at
Justin.

“You promised he would get help,” I protested.

“And I’ll keep my promise. First, I’m getting you
out of here.”

He stepped in front of me and began unlocking the
door. I saw a vase on the table next to me.
Without having a second though, I grabbed the
vase and hit his head hard with it. The glass
shattered as it collided with his head. He made a
grunt and went down to the floor. I stepped back,
watching his body slowly rise and fall. He was
still conscious. I stepped over him and unlocked
the last lock to the door and ran out into the
hallway.

I ran towards the elevators, hoping to see
someone on my way there. I pressed the button
multiple times for the elevator, but it refused to
open.

“Sophie, get back here, dammit!”
I gasped as I heard his voice coming from down
the hall. Abandoning the elevators, I ran towards
the stairs. He followed after me, stumbling on his
feet. I knew his head had to be hurting him. But
how was he up running after me? I could’ve sworn
I knocked him out…

I pushed the door to the stairwell open and began
running down them. About three flights of stairs
later, I heard the door swing open.
“Sophie, get back here!”
I looked up to see Ricky running down the stairs
with surprising speed. I continued to run down the
flights of stairs that seemed endless. Finally
making it down the last flight of stairs, I pushed
the door open and ran down the hall.
Running past maids and other workers, I finally
made it to the lobby where the same guy from
before was at the desk. He stood up when he
heard me coming.

“Miss, are you okay?” he asked. The saw the
blood on my shirt and his eyes widened. “Oh my
God, you’re bleeding. I’ll call an ambulance.”
“No, no, it’s not my blood. Call the police, please!”
I begged, looking behind me. I didn’t seem him, or
hear him calling my name anymore.
“What happened?” he asked me, dialing the phone.
“I was attacked,” I said, then remembered Justin.
“Justin’s hurt, please, get an ambulance here.
He’s hurt badly.”

Everything coming out of my mouth was frantic
babbling. I felt my knees give way under me and I
fell to the ground, then everything went black.

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