Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 14

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Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 14

Sophia:
I blinked my eyes open, staring into
darkness. Where was I? And what happened
to me?

Memories came flooding back, making me
shiver. I remembered what had happened.
Ricky had stabbed me, and then all else was
blank. I moved my hand to my side where
my wound was, and my fingers brushed a
huge bandage wrapped around my waist.
I cried out in pain as I tried to sit up. My
side throbbed in pain as I fell back on my
pillow. I looked around at my surroundings,
realizing I was in my room, in my bed. I
looked at the window, seeing the drapes
closed all of the way. My laptop wasn’t on
my desk, and the phone on the bedside table
was gone.

“I’m glad to see you’re finally away, my
love.”

I turned my head to see Ricky’s silhouette
outlined in the darkness, standing at my
door. I stayed where I was, not wanting to
feel the pain in my side again.
“You’ve been asleep for some time now.” He
walked into the room and kneeled by my
bed. He stroked my hair, brushing it off my
forehead. “For two weeks.”

I stiffened. Two weeks? My first thoughts
focused on Naomi and Kodiak. Where were
they, and what did Ricky do with them?
“Where…” I began to whisper. He held his
hand up, silencing me.

“Calm down. They’re down stairs. They grew
quite fond of me, actually,” he said proudly.
I glared at him, knowing he was lying.
Naomi knew who he was, and know what
he did to me; what he did to her. She was
scarred forever because of him.
“Liar,” I choked out.

He laughed through his nose and smiled at
me, flashing his pearly white teeth. “Yeah,
you’re right. They hate me. But they are
downstairs, unharmed and taken care of.”
“Why has no one come looking for me?”
His smile disappeared. “They tried. As far as
they’re concerned, you’re away visiting a
friend in Chicago right now.”
I stared at him. Surely no one could believe I
went to Chicago. But it was Ricky, so he
gets what he wants, clearly.

I tried to move away, but winced in pain
again. He cupped my cheek with his hand,
stroking it gently with his thumb. “Shhh,
don’t move Sophie. Your body needs more
time to heal itself.”
“I want Naomi and Kodiak,” I demanded,
moving my face away from his hand. He
sighed and stood up.
“Okay, Sophie. Anything for you.” And then
he disappeared into the darkness down the
hallway. I stared up at the ceiling, beginning
to think of ways to escape. Memories of the
beach house started to come back, but I
shook them away. Pretending to love him
wouldn’t work a second time. Ricky was
blinded by obsession, not stupid. I came to
the conclusion that I had once come to
before: I needed to kill him if I was going to
survive. But this time I would make sure he
was dead.

I turned my head when I saw both Naomi
and Kodiak pad into my room. They licked
my hand when I reached out to them.
Naomi whimpered at me, and Kodiak tilted
his head to the side. I patted the bed beside
me, and they jumped up. I gasped at the
sharp pain in my side when the bed moved
underneath their weight, but shook it off.
“Do you need anything else, my love?” he
asked me.
“My old life back,” I said, not looking at him.
“And you dead.”
I gasped in pain when Ricky backhanded me
across the face. “Never, and I mean never,
say that again. Are we clear?”

I felt blood trickling from my mouth when I
bit my lip, trying not to cry out. He grabbed
my chin and made me look at him. His eyes
were full of anger and regret. “I said are we
clear?”

I avoided his gaze, averting my eyes to the
side. He screamed and swore when I heard
a growl. He released his grip from my chin
and I looked up. Naomi was on top of him,
biting his arm. He hit at her, causing her to
yelp. I closed my eyes tightly, wishing I
could help her. She saved my life all those
other times, but when I needed to help her, I
was powerless. I couldn’t move without
feeling the unbearable pain in my side.
My eyes opened again when I heard another
yelp. Naomi was on the other side of the
room on her side. Ricky struggled to get up,
but pulled a knife out as he walked over to
her. I threw the blankets off of me, prepared
to force my body into getting up and save
her.

“You stupid mutt,” he shouted. He raised the
knife, but Kodiak growled and jumped off
the bed, standing between Naomi and Ricky.
His hackles were raised and he was
showing his teeth.

“No, Ricky, please! I understand, I’ll listen to
you! Please, don’t hurt them,” I cried, finally
letting the tears escape from my eyes. He
sighed and lowered the knife, but Kodiak
kept growling. I sat up, biting my lip and
trying to ignore the pain in my side.

“Don’t hurt them,” I said, more demanding
this time. He looked at me and his smile
returned. The knife went back in his jacket
and he backed away from Kodiak and
Naomi. Naomi scrambled up, panting hard,
and jumped back up on the bed, lying next
to me. Kodiak followed her, sitting on my
other side.

He laughed, voice full of cold heartedness.
“Fine, I won’t hurt them,” he said.

Before I even had time to blink, he was in front of
me again. He pressed his lips against mine,
surprising me. I tried to pull back, but he
pushed against the back of my head. He
ignored the warning growls of Naomi and
Kodiak beside me, deepening the kiss. I tried
to resist, but he kept pressing on. He pulled
back unexpectedly and laughed, inches away
from mine.

“I love it when you resist,” he said. I pulled
away, wrapping my arm around my side
when the pain started again. I used the
back of my free hand to wipe my lips off,
trying to get rid of the disgusted feeling
washing over me. “You’ll get used to it.”
“No, I won’t,” I whispered, hoping he heard
me. If he did, he just ignored it.

“Oh, and learn to control those things you
call pets,” he said, inspecting his bloody
arm. “She nearly tore my arm off.”
“She was just protecting me. She get’s
defensive when it come to me getting hurt.
It’s not her fault,” I told him, defending
Naomi. “Unless you want that to happen
again, I suggest you don’t hit me again,” I
added, bravely.

“Demanding, aren’t we?” he asked. “I
wouldn’t have to hurt you if you just did
what you were told, Sophie. Then we won’t
have that problem.”

“And you think I’m going to listen to you?”
“Unless you want me to force you, or hurt
your mutts, then yes. I’m pretty sure you’re
going to listen to me.”

I looked away angrily. He was getting
smarter, and I needed to be just as smart if
I was going to get out of here.
His tone softened. “Are you hungry?”
“No.”

“Well, you have to eat some time. And
you’re confined to this room, so if you want
something to eat, you have to ask me.”

“Why?”
“Remember what happened last time? I let
you walk around the house like it was yours,
and look what happened. Not again,
Sophie.”

He was right. I had taken advantage of my
privilege, but it was for good reason.
“So, what, am I just going to stay here for
the rest of my life?”
“No. In a week, we’re leaving. No one will
ever see us again.”
I stiffened. “Where?”
“Colorado. I bought us a cabin in the woods
up in the mountains a few months ago. I
had hoped to take you there sooner, but it
took me a while to get to this point.”
A cabin in the woods. No one would ever
find me again. If I didn’t get out in less than
a week, I wouldn’t been seen ever again.
“What about Naomi and Kodiak?” I asked,
stroking their fur.

“We aren’t taking them with us.”
“But-”
He held up his hand, interrupting me. “I’ve
made up my mind. Now get some sleep. You
need to heal your wound. I’ll wake you for
breakfast in the morning.”
And with that, he walked out of the room,
closing it behind me. I heard a click , and I
assumed he locked it from the outside.
What had he done, installed another lock?
Even so, I still had a window. I got up and
resisted the urge to cry out in pain. Limping
over to the window, I opened the drapes. My
room was high up; on the forth story. If I
jumped, I would die. But if I could hang
down and jump onto another balcony below
me, I would probably get away.

I unlocked the window, but froze when I
saw a red light blinking on the side of the
window. It was an alarm system, when
meant if I opened the window, Ricky would
know. Well, there goes that plan. I locked
the window again and closed the drapes,
trying to think of other ways to escape. I
la!d down back on the bed again and stared
up at the ceiling, thinking.
I had a week, or I would never be found
again. I doubt hardly anyone knew about the
cabin in the woods, let alone who bought it
in the first place. Would I be able to get
away from Ricky, or would I finally have to
give in to him?
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