Twenty Seven.

Bella

Every inch of me hurts. I hurt more than I have ever hurt before. My bones, my flesh and yet, somehow, I couldn’t remember anything that had happened to me.

Before waking in my sister’s room. The last thing I could recall was being dropped back into that dungeon.

I hadn’t been beaten then. I had just been dropped. A girl spoke to me and then everything went dark.

I smell his warm chocolate scent like I had when I woke in Darcy’s room. I let my eyes creep open. The bright light giving me an instant headache.

“How are you feeling?” He presses his lips to my cheek.

“Sore.” I hated it. Out of all the things that had been done to me, this was the worst. They had made sure I was unconscious for it too. Was it Christian or had he asked someone else to beat me to a pulp?

I try to move. At first it felt like there was something wrong with me. Like my body was fighting against me. It took me a second to realise I was tied down again.

My chest pounded as I scanned the room.

“Bella, you’v