Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 26

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Must Read: CONTROLLED [Completed] - Season 2 - Episode 26

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Sophia:
I woke in darkness, gazing up at an
unfamiliar ceiling. I was in a strange bed,
covered by a soft blanket. I looked around
at the wooden walls and floors. I was in a
bedroom, but who’s? I looked to my left
and gasped. Ricky was asleep next to me,
snoring softly. I remembered the diner,
what he did… And Emily. Was she okay?
She risked her life for me, and I just left
her there, bleeding helplessly on the cold
floor.

I remembered calling the police, and telling
them where I might be if I wasn’t at the
diner. Was I even at Blanca Peak? Or did
Ricky take me somewhere else? I prayed
to God he didn’t.

Slowly, I removed the blanket from me and
stepped out of the bed. He stirred, and I
help my breath. He didn’t wake up, to my
relief. I tiptoed to the door and opened it,
holding my breath when it squeaked. He
still didn’t wake up, so I slipped out of the
room and into a hallway. I closed the door
and walked quickly into a living room. The
couch was a deep green cover, and the
rugs were a deep brown color. The walls
and floors were all wooden, even when I
walked into the kitchen.

I searched the drawers, but couldn’t find
anything I could use as a weapon. My
stomach growled loudly, and I remembered
I hadn’t eaten anything except a few
mozzarella sticks at the diner. I tried to
ignore it and continued to search for
something I could use as a weapon.
“Sophie, what are you doing?”
I jumped and turned, pressing my back
into the counter, edging away from him.
“Get away from me,” I said, going around
a table and putting a bigger distance in
between us. He stepped closer until he
was next to the table, then he placed his
palms on the surface, leaning closer to
me.

“Why did you do that to me, Sophie? I
thought you were beginning to learn that
this is the way it’s going to be,” he said in
a hurt voice. His eyes were cold and
harsh, and his voice matched it. “Now
come back to bed.”
“No,” I said, shaking my head.
“Sophie,” he said, softening his voice. He
tried to put on a smile, but I knew it was
forced. “It’s our first night together. We
need to celebrate.”

“No!” I shouted at him. He was not doing
this to me again. I couldn’t let him. “I’m
not letting you do that to me again!”
With lightning speed he came around the
table and grabbed me by the neck. I
coughed and placed my hands on his
wrist, trying to get him away from me. But
he wouldn’t loosen his grasp on me. He
dragged me back down the hallway and
into the room. I kicked and screamed, but
he didn’t let go. He threw me on the bed
and closed the door, locking it behind him.
“No, please, don’t do this again,” I begged,

scrambling off the bed. “I thought you
loved me!”
He froze, but then shook his head. “And I
thought you loved me.”