Drugged And Trapped

Erin rolled me over, reached for the zipper on the back of my dress. ‘You are going to receive a visitor later, and it’s not going to be Kieran. Once he finds out, he’s going to break up with you, dump your sorry ass.’ Erin stripped me of the dress, tossed it aside. In my head, I was putting up a fight, but I could barely blink. Erin’s voice seemed to come from underwater. ‘You might as well enjoy it.’ She pulled a quilt over me. ‘If you hadn’t robbed me of the Buddha statue, I wouldn’t have needed to take this job. So you brought this on yourself, really.’ I heard the door click shut. The room was cold. The air conditioner was off. I shivered uncontrollably, trapped inside my own body. I willed myself to move, to sit up, to get the hell out. Erin had painted enough of a picture for me to figure out what was going to happen. Any moment now, the door was going to open, and a man was going to walk in, and I would be powerless to stop him. I fought the rolling waves of dizziness. Whatever