Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 13

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Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 13

“Bye Scott,” I said, following Darius out the
door.

“Bye guys,” he said, walking behind the
counter and taking the phone from Hannah.
Hannah waved to us, and I waved back. We
walked back to the car and got inside.
“Okay, Sophie. Let’s get you home,” he said,
starting the car again.

“Home sounds good,” I agreed.
We finally pulled into the parking lot to the
apartment complex a few minutes later.
Darius helped me get my suitcase upstairs
and to my door. I dug my key out of the bag
I was carrying and unlocked the door.
Naomi and Kodiak walked in first after I
took off their leashes. Kodiak started to
sniff all of his surroundings with Naomi
following him.

Darius walked in with my suitcase behind
him and put it by the stairs. He came over
and gave me a big hug. “Thank you,” I said.
“You’re welcome, Sophie. Call us tonight to
let us know you’re okay.”
“I will. Bye Darius,” I said as I walked him to
the door. He opened it and I closed it behind
him. I locked it and sighed.
I turned when I heard a low growl behind
me. Both Naomi and Kodiak were a few feet
from the stairs, growling as they stared at
something.

“What’s wrong, guys?” I said, cautiously
walking over to the stairs. I looked up but
didn’t see anything. “Calm down, nothing’s
there.”

They still growled, staring past me on the
stairs. I sighed. “Stay here,” I told them,
beginning to walk up the stairs. About half
way up the stairs, I jumped when one of
them barked. “Shut up, you guys!” I
whispered. “You almost gave me a heart
attack!”

They both whined and edged towards the
stairs as I continued to walked up them.
Entering my room, it looked the same as
before. My laptop was right where it was,
and my bed was made the way I left it.
I breathed in, catching the familiar scent of
rosemary mint. I walked further into my
room, towards the bathroom. I gasped and
turned when I heard the door close behind
me. Ricky was standing with his hand on
the knob. He locked it and took a step
towards me. Part of me wasn’t surprised to
see him, but another part of me was
terrified. The flashbacks of what happened
to Justin replayed over and over in my mind,
causing my head to throb in pain once
more.

“Hello, Sophie,” he said casually.
The tears began to well up in my eyes. “Get
out.”

“Why did you do it, Sophie?” he asked,
ignoring me. A hurt look came across his
eyes and he frowned. “Why did you run? You
said you would go with me.”
“Because I don’t want you,” I said, trying to
look brave and unafraid.

“Yes, you do, Sophie! Stop denying it!” he
shouted. I heard scratches coming from the
door, and a bark. He ignored them and took
a step closer to me.
“I’m not denying anything except you!” I
shouted back.
He clenched his teeth together. “You don’t
mean that.”
“Yes, I do,” I said. “How did you get in here?”

He sighed. “I copied your key while you were
knocked out in the hotel room.”
“Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
“Because I-”

“Love me? You call this love, Ricky? Stalking
me, stabbing my dog and step-dad, and
almost killing my boyfriend? Not to mention
raping me a year ago! That’s not love,
Ricky!” I shouted at him.

He grew angrier every word I said. He
reached inside his jacket and pulled out a
knife. I held my breath, realizing it was the
same one he stabbed Justin with. “You will
be mine, Sophie.”

He pointed the knife and me and took a few
steps closer. I turned and ran into the
bathroom, closing it and locking it behind
me. I jumped when he began slamming into
it. The white, wooden door began to bend
every time he collided with it. I knew it
wouldn’t hold for much longer.
“You can’t hide in there forever Sophie,” he
said, slamming into it again. I searched
around for a weapon, but couldn’t find
anything useful.

“Don’t make this hard, Sophie.” Another
slam. I heard the wood start to split. I
searched faster, but still couldn’t find
anything.

“Come on, Sophie. Just open the door.”
Another slam. The wood made a huge
cracking noise and started to split more. I
finally looked up and decided to use the
shower rod. I took it down and positioned
myself to hit him as soon as he broke
through the door.

“Open the door!” he yelled, slamming into it
again. The door finally broke in two, causing
him to crash through the opening. I ran at
him with the shower rod, hitting him in the
stomach hard. He grunted and stepped
back, but didn’t go down. He opened his
eyes and grasped the rod with his free hand,
pulling it away from me. I stumbled forward,
hitting his chest. He wrapped both of his
arms around me when I tried to push away
from him.
“I’m sorry, Sophie. I’m so sorry,” I heard him
whisper. I pushed against him, but it was no
good. I grunted softly and widened my eyes
when I felt a sharp pain in my side. I looked
down to see his hand holding the knife into
my side. My blood dripped onto the white
carpet and only his hand. I looked back up
at him to see tears running down his face.
“I…” I whispered. My eyelids god heavily and
the strength was draining from my body
fast. My knees gave in and I fell into Ricky’s
arms. The last thing I saw before slipping
into darkness were tears falling down his
cheeks and onto mine.
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