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and staring down at me with lust filled eyes. Just what I wanted. I start to kiss along his jaw and watch as his eyes close before I ram my knee into his groin causing him to curse and bend over grabbing himself trying to catch his breath as he breathes through the pain. I take that moment to slam my hands in between his shoulder blades so he falls to the floor and take off through the open door but he was faster. His hands shoots out grabbing hold of my ankle making me fall face first to the ground. I try to stop myself from actually hitting my face on the concrete using both arms and ultimately hurting my shoulder. The sharp pain that zings through my arm and shoulder causes me to cry out but I try with all my might to ignore it as I try and drag myself away from Mr. Morris. I kick with my leg that’s not being held but he must have known I’d do that and grabbed ahold of that foot pulling me into the room again and slamming the door closed. I run to the door as soon as he lets me go shoving him out of the way and pounding on it as I scream and cry.
    “Let me out. Please. Somebody! Let me out. Help!” I cry and bang my fists before turning and sliding down onto my butt as I lean against the door sobbing. “Please. Just let me go.” I plead with Mr. Morris not even looking up to him before I bow my head again and continue to cry.
    “From now on you will stay on your bed until I am inside and you will be tied up until just before I leave. If this happens again, I will tie you up the entire time you’re in here. You got me?” I knew. That was my last chance at escaping and I didn’t even make it into the hall. I fucked up. I didn’t wait until I knew he was knocked out. I should have done more until he was near death before escaping.
    I’ll never see my family again. I’ll never hear my mom’s laugh or listen to her tales of when she was my age. I’ll never hear my father curse the TV when watching his sports or telling me how proud he is of me making it into really great universities. Or how Damon tells me every day to not even think of dating his friends and asking me if my girlfriends are single. And especially how Forrest calls me his baby girl and kisses the side of my head or listens to my problems and comforts me when I need it. I will never get to tell him how much I love him and how amazing he is. I’ll never get to tell any of them just how much I love them and how special they are to me. I cry for the loss of my family, my best friend, my future, and my love.
    “Ok.” I say meekly. There is no point in arguing or fighting him because I know he will tie me up and I don’t want to be completely helpless.
    “Oh beautiful, beautiful Sierra. I know this is hard for you but you have me. I promise it will get easier. Just know that I love you and I will protect you.” Of course. Because that’s just what I want is a crazy obsessive teacher as my protector.
    “Ok.” What else can I say? There is no way he’s going to let me go so I might as well just agree and hope that somebody finds me and soon or I might just go crazy.
    “Good.  I came bringing gifts today. I brought you a warm meal. Now if you continue to behave I will continue to bring you a warm meal every night for dinner. Can you do that?” I nod not caring what he’s saying but knowing he wants my compliance.
    “Great.” He ties me up like before and moves me to my bed before leaving and grabbing the warm food he talked about that was waiting outside my cell. He brings it in and its soup. Leaving it in the middle of the room in the plastic cup with no spoon he kisses my forehead before cutting the ties on my wrists and ankles and leaves without a word.
    I know I probably shouldn’t but I’m starving now and I need something in my stomach. I get up from my bed and grab the cup of soup. It’s my favorite soup. He must have watched me a lot to know that vegetable and chicken soup is my favorite. I eat it probably four times a week at