!!!WARNING!!! Okay this is a fair warning there is a RAPE SCENE in this chapter I have put - marks to show the start and finish of it, if you wish to skip over that part don't read inbetween the - marks! You have been warned.

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I woke up with a aching on the top of my head and I was sweating profusely, feeling confused about where I was and then I remembered I was in the trunk of a car. Max and Darby had put me here and I need to find a way out. My hands started frantically searching in the dark for a child safety latch, the sort of levers they put in cars if children somehow get shut in a trunk or in the situation I am in. I didn't find anything close to it, so I'm guessing this is an older car.

So I started kicking at where I guessed the tail light was located and screaming at the top of my lungs, "Help me! Get me out of here! I'm locked in this trunk! Let me out dammit! Please god someone help me!"

I slammed my fist against the lid above me and I kept this up until I felt blood running down some of my knuckles. The car jerked to a stop, slamming me against the inside of the bumper and I was left gasping from the air being knocked out of me. I listened to the sounds of doors being shut and the crunch of shoes over something that sounded slightly like gravel, but softer. I heard keys jingle and then the trunk was being unlocked, that's it. That's how I will escape, but when the lid is opened and I squint at the blinding sunlight, I realize that I am very wrong. Above me Darby is hold a shiny black handgun and I don't know enough about guns to know if it's loaded or not.

Max smirked, "Were you planning on leaving?"

I stayed silent, fear pinning me to the bottom of the trunk. I knew then that this simply wasn't about him getting me back, it was about him having control over me. Only him. He then rolled his eyes before grabbing me by my scalp and yanking me into a sitting position. The crown of my head was already sore, so this just added onto the pain I was in.

"Look around Trist, you want to run? Go ahead we won't stop you."

I look around Max and finally see where we are, the desert. I couldn't tell if it was the Mojave or the Colorado desert, either way they had drove a long way to get here. I was so far from home I highly doubted anyone would find me out here. Basically what he was telling me was that I had nowhere to go, unless I planned on dying out here.

"I hope you understand now that this isn't a game anymore." Max tells me as he reaches for me and right then I had the thought all I have to do is get the keys away from him.

I launch myself for them, basically body slamming him to the road. I snatch them out of his pocket and right as I scramble to get to my feet I hear a hollow clicking and popping sound before cool metal is pressed to my forehead. I quickly catch on to the fact Darby had put the barrel of the gun against me.

"Drop 'em bitch." She hisses.

I do as she tells me and slowly get off of Max, keeping my eyes focused on the gun in her hands. Max quickly gets off the ground, not bothering to dust the sand off of him and he yanked me over to him making sure to have a hold of my hands.

"Somehow I knew you would put up a fight, but what are you gonna do now? Austin's not here to save you." He murmured pulling me close to his face, his breath sending uncomfortable shivers through me.

When I didn't respond he began dragging me towards a small hut like house that I had yet to notice, but something about it seemed vaguely familiar.

"You remember this place don't you?" He asked, suddenly sounding like normal; like he used to and for some reason that scared me even worse.

It dawned on me exactly where we were, this was the Mojave desert and we were a good two and a half hours away from LA. We had come here after we had been dating at least a year. It was the first time I considered going all the way with him, but he managed to fuck it up by getting a little too friendly with one of his fans on Twitter. Even though I knew where we were I doubted anyone else would find this place, we were basically in the middle of nowhere.

I nodded deciding to stay silent, but inside I was trying to come up with anyway to talk him into letting me go.

When Max opened the screen door he turned back to Darby telling her, "Get that car out of
here."

"But how am I supposed to get back here?"

"You're going to wait for me to call you."

She hesitated, "I thought we were just going to dump her out here?"

"Eventually." He assured before pulling me inside and Darby's confused and annoyed face disappeared from view.

"Max," I began shakily, "You didn't have to do this, if I had known you missed me this much I would have just come back to you."

He let out a dry and sickening laugh, "We both know that's a lie, you were perfectly happy to stay with Austin for as long as he would have you."

"That's not true, I was just with him so I could try to get over you." I tell him, hoping that he couldn't tell it was another lie.

"Tristan stop, you love him. Anyone could easily see that."

"Well you have Darby now, why should I matter to you anymore?"

He scoffed, shoving me onto an old loom chair near a dirty table before leaning close to my face like he had earlier.

"Trist you shouldn't be so modest. You were always far more faithful than she would ever consider being. Also..." He trailed off, his blue eyes held a look so haunting that it sent a new shiver of fear down my spine. Then he whispered, "You still owe me something."

When he placed a hand on my thigh and began trailing it inward, that's when I understood what he really meant.

I made a noise of disgust and shoved his hand off of me. "I don't owe you anything!"

He swiftly smacked me in the mouth and let out a guttural growl, "Now that's where you're wrong. You've been playing this game with me for much too long. How did you think this was going to end?"

He straightened back up and grabbed something off the table and I turned to see that I should've been paying more attention because he was getting a rope. Before I could even move to get away he grabbed me by the hair at the nape of my neck and pulled my wrists together, tying them up tight behind my back.

"Max please don't do this." I pleaded desperately, but it was only to be ignored.

He came back around to stand in front of me, holding the pocket knife I'm almost positive he used to stab Austin. He flicked the blade out and threatened, "Try to kick me and I'll make you regret it."

After that he grabbed my left leg, tying it to the chair and then did the same with my other leg.
"If you really loved me you wouldn't be doing this right now, you would want me to be happy, wouldn't you?"

"Well I guess I don't love you then." Was his only response as he made sure the ropes were tightly secured.

"Then why are you doing this?"

"Because I want you to understand who's in control. It's not you and it will never be Austin. You need to know that before I'm finished with you."

"Finished with me?"

He smirked before pressing a forceful kiss to the side of my mouth and murmured, "After I fuck you, I'm going to kill you."

I let out a blood curdling scream and Max was quick to stuff a cloth in my mouth, but that didn't stop me from jerking my body around so much I caused the chair to fall on its side. Max yanked the chair back up and pressed the knife to my throat so hard I felt the burn of it beginning to cut into me. When I began to spit the rag out he held it in place and grabbed a roll of duct tape off the table, quickly slapping two pieces over the rag and across my cheeks. The gravity of the situation I was in really set in at this point and tears started welling up in my eyes, making it hard to see. He is going to rape me and afterwards end my life. There's no hope of me getting out of this now.

I wanted so badly to kick him away from me when he started tugging at the rim of my shorts. He pushed them down to my calves before trailing his hands back up my legs and swiftly yanked my underwear down as well. I let out a muffled sob, this isn't how I want to lose my virginity. I should be with Austin; there should be heat and nervous excitement in my veins, not terror. It's not supposed to happen like this.

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At this point he had my knees spread apart and his jeans and boxers removed. Tears slid down my face and the cloth in my mouth made it dry as I began to gag around it. The need to vomit rose up as Max pressed a kiss to my temple and forcefully pushed himself into me. The burn between my legs was almost unbearable as I let myself shamelessly cry. I felt so helpless, so out of control, and worst of all I can't stop myself from thinking that this is my fault. The pain of being ripped into had my body shaking so violently that I collapsed against Max as he kept his body rocking. He was completely merciless, giving me no chance to let the aching lessen.

When he finished he was anything but gentle as he pulled out and shoved me away from him. By then I had stopped shuddering and I just tried to focus on breathing. Once he had his clothes back on he strode over to me and ripped off the duct tape, taking out the rage with it. The bile I had been holding back finally fought its way up and I leaned to my side as best as I could before I threw up.

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"Not bad Trist, I think I'll let you live a bit longer, cause that was too much fun."

"Fuck you!" I barked as I attempted to pull my wrists apart, the rope biting at my skin in resistance.

He didn't hesitate to smack me in the mouth and the taste of blood lingered afterwards. He proceeded to pull up my bottoms back into place and as he stepped out he tossed a ratty blanket on my torso murmuring, "I don't want you freezing out here."

The door was slammed shut and locked, so once I was alone I released throat taring sob after sob. Once I had screamed and cried my throat raw I heard the sound of a car approaching and for a fleeting moment thought that someone had come to save me, but when the noise faded away I understood that Max must have called Darby to come and get him. The sun had set and the cold had begun to set in, so I knew I had no time to waste.

I was going to get out of here or die trying.

Notes

- I just wanted to make this clear, I am NOT trying to offend anyone with this chapter! I apologize if I have truly upset anyone with this, but know that it wasn't intetiontal. Rape is not a joke and I have treated it as the serious matter that it is. Thank you-