Amilia pov:How long have I been here? I can't tell anymore, the days begin to blur together from the constant abuse. I didn't bother keeping track, even for my own sake.It was torture to be alive. Being brutally beaten for 'misbehaving' or displeasing Mike was something I had gotten used to. My body was in a constant state of pain and suffering from him. My mind wasn't much better. I felt like I was going crazy.Yet, that was only during the daytime. Night was worse. It didn't matter how much I screamed or begged, the violation didn't stop. Eventually I just let him do it, it was better than bleeding from trying to force him away.Every single time I felt sick, his body against mine, his noises, everything about him made me despise my own body. It was filthy because of him. I wouldn't be the same as when I was first here.The only thing that gave me the smallest amount of sanity was knowing I would find a way to escape. I was close too. Even though I had been 'misbehaving' I know th

Azrael pov:Why does being with you hurt? Has it always hurt this bad? Did I ever notice before it was too late?Her body moved on top of me, clinging to my shoulders for dear life, her hips thrusting as fast as she could. Josie used me as her plaything just like before, the difference now is that I didn't stop her.What's the point? I'm sure I'll have to do it eventually anyways, might as well let it happen. Life was unfair in that way, especially when the only way I could perform is thinking about Amilia. I would bury my face away and shut my eyes tight, hoping to bring her some sort of pleasure.Titling my head back she looked me in my eyes, lust filled green ones staring into my soul. She kissed me deeply, moaning when I held her hips still for a moment."Say it." She whispered against my lips, scratching at the nape of my neck. I moved my gaze away from hers."It won't mean anything." I mumbled, too ashamed to look at her."Just say it." She grunted, moving her hips again."I lov

Amilia pov:I'd been on the edge of my seat all day, today is the day we get to New York. I couldn't be more excited, I would get here and find Azrael. I'd tell her everything, explain and hopefully we could put this behind us.Jeremy seemed to have a nice time driving us there, he was admiring the cities that passed before we got there. 2 weeks being on the run, almost 9 months being away from Azy, I was ready for all of this to be over."We're 20 minutes out." He told me. I nodded and felt the excitement course through my body like a drug."I'm happy to be back. I want you to meet her, I'm sure she'd like you." The smile on my face hurt, I just couldn't stop."Aw! Does this mean we're friends?" He bumped my shoulder with his. Rolling my eyes and laughing I bumped him back."Kinda hard not to when you've traveled across America with someone." He laughed and stopped at a red light."You'd be surprised what I've done." The light turned green and we took off again.Everything around me

Jeremy pov:I'm worried about Amilia. She hasn't left her room in months. She just stays in her bed and sleeps. She barely eats and drinks, I'm not even sure if she uses the bathroom.I saw her twice in the past two months, she looked awful. Her hair was messy, her eyes puffy, marks on her skin I hadn't seen before. All of this ended today, I need her to pull herself somewhat together.Opening her door with Em, we peak our heads in to see if she's alive. She was hiding under a blanket, quiet sniffling coming from the spot. We enter and shush each other to try and stay quiet."l know you're there, what do you want?" She threw the blanket off her and looked at us with a glare."Ogh god!" I couldn't stop myself from gawking at her."Wow… it's like a nest." Em whispered to me.Her hair was thrown everywhere, it looked closer to a bird's nest than actual hair. Pinching Emily for the remark I move a little closer and try not to notice the depressing smell."Hi sweetie, how ya doing?" I sit

Amilia pov:I woke to the sound of beeping, my body felt heavy and ached. Everything was blurry when I first opened my eyes, it took a couple minutes to register where I was.It was a hospital?"You're awake." Azrael's voice caught my attention. Turning my head in her direction I saw her give a small smile, paying with the box in her hand."What happened? Where am I?" I tried not to panic but it grew harder when I could tell that this wasn't a hospital."You're safe, you overdosed on pills." She sounded upset. It slowly came back to me, the truth of what I did, running away, taking the pills."Oh god… oh god…" I panicked, the heart monitor sounding out louder as I tried to remove the tubes in my arm."Stop moving. Stop!" She held my hands and stopped me from moving. My mind flashed to Mike holding me down, the same words leaving his mouth."Get off me, get off me." I slapped her hands away, crying and weakly trying to get away. She looked confused but I didn't care, I didn't want to b