"Have you heard from your sister?" Mum asked as Sam passed through the kitchen. She looked up from the dishes, dried her hands and checked her phone. "I can't seem to get hold of her." "No." Sam shook his head. "She's probably with her uni mates and her phone died. You know what she's like." Mum nodded, but there was a look in her eye—the troubled glint of a mother who sensed her child might be in danger. He would have talked to her. Calmed her down. But he had an important date and there just wasn't time. Kayley had messaged, asking to meet him for a milkshake, and while he'd known she would contact him for another 'date,' he was still nervous to go. As he left the house, Sam checked his pockets, making sure he had everything he might need. This was more than just a habit, he had to make sure he had everything he might need. Little bubbles of anxiety forming in the pit of

As they awaited Jayce's arrival all Lexi could think about was the fact she was soaked in her own urine. 'I stink of pee,' she panicked. 'I can't let him see me like this. He must already hate me.' She looked over at Sam, who was being oddly quiet. Usually, you couldn't shut him up. He would be making inappropriate jokes or sarcastic remarks or something... 'He must be terrified.' A fierce sound erupted from her belly, making Edward laugh. "Aww, are you hungry?" He took a chocolate bar from his pocket, unwrapped it and took a giant bite, all without breaking eye contact.  "You sadistic little prick!" she shouted, though it came out an inaudible growl. The sight and smell of food made her hunger grow to the point her stomach felt like it had a gaping hole inside. When she heard the footsteps outsid

Lexi dropped the cake into the tin as carefully as she could but still managed to get gooey chocolate fudge topping on her fingers. 'Hmm.' She considered washing it off for just a second before licking and sucking at each of her fingers in turn. "Tramp," Sam commented as he passed her. Lexi glanced up at him, smirked and shrugged. Life was too short to worry about what people thought of her.  'I'm me,' she thought. 'Take me or leave me.' As this thought passed through her brain, she felt a dip in her stomach. The fact Aaron had rejected her still hurt, even though everything had turned out for the best and she was happier with Jayce. He made her feel safe. Even when she'd been in the most dire of situations, his arrival had put her at ease. His swagger and confidence—over confidence some might say—had a magical way of rea

Lexi followed Jayce into his room and watched as he pulled the computer chair from its spot beneath the desk. Its wheels got stuck on the threadbare carpet, dragging uselessly as he pulled the thing along.   "Sit," he demanded, placing his hands over the top of the backrest.   "Erm," Lexi uttered and frowned as she turned away from him to lower her bum into the seat. The scene felt too familiar for her liking. What exactly was he playing at?   "You like this, right?" he asked, a sneer in his voice. "Did you like it when Edward tied you up?"   "What?" Lexi gasped. "Of course I didn't! I only want to do this stuff with you."   "Or my brother, huh?" he asked.   "What? No," Lexi protested. "Why are you saying this? What's happened?"   Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the ripping of tape.   As he wrapped the tape arou