I actually had to remind myself to breathe, I was so scared that I stopped breathing. I looked up to the driver, and when he looked back in the mirror at me, I saw those distinct hazel eyes starring into mine. The hazel eyes that stared into mine as he raped me, two mere months before.

"Now, now, Brian, converse with our guest, make her feel more, um, comfortable." Shadows chuckled.

"So Peanut, did you miss me, did you miss me like I missed you? I can't wait till I get your body back home, oh the things I'll do to you. You'll be screaming out in pleasure." I still didn't react, I felt numb, completely numb. He brushed my hair to one side and started pressing kisses to my neck, sucking on certain places trying to find my "sweet spot," though I didn't think he was gonna find it, there's no way I was getting turned on by this. After a few minutes he unlatched his lips and climbed over the seat, coming to sit next to me. Well, actually, it was more like he was on me. He pressed the seeat belt button and released me from it, the only thing keeping me in place. He layed me down on the seat and straddled me.

He put his hands all over my, thankfully, clothed body. He groped my chest, slipped his hands under my body to grab my ass, and rubbed my lower area. Though his hands soon wandered upwards, to the hem of my shirt. For some reason, this finally snapped me out of my trance. I reacehd up and slapped him, I proceeded to hit him, trying to get him off of me. Before I could do any damage he grabbed my wrists, one in each hand, and forced them down above my head, then he took them in one hand and held them in place. He bent his head so it was hovering mere inches from mine.

"You know, I'm a lot stronger than you and it's going to take a lot more for this to not happen. Good try though, Peanut." HIs free hand then went back to my shirt and he easily lifted it up, over my chest, over my head, and he quickly released my hands, just for an instant, to remove my shirt completely, then he grabbed them again. "Wow, Peanut, you've gained some weight." My cheeks instantly heated up, as if I wasn't already ashamed of my body, he had to point it out. "Hmm, new bra too, fancy, it was like you were waiting for me to come and get you. Did you want to impress me?" He smirked, I wanted to slap that cocky smirk off his face.

His fingers trickled down my stomach, to the edge of my pants. He played with the edge, as if to toy with me. Tears were trailing down my cheeks, getting rid of the shirt as fine, nothing could really happen with that, but the pants were dnagerous, I didn't want whatever comes next to happen.

"You know, right now's all about you babe, enjoy." He slowly slipped his hand underneath the my pants and underneath my underwear. He started to rub my clit, expecting me to respond, but I didn't. I could feel it, I could feel his fingers "massaging," I could feel him quicken and slow down, though none of this affected me, I did not feel any pleasure from this. "Come on sweetheart, let it in, let me in, let the pleasure over come you, I know you want to, I can it in your eyes." For some reason, my body responded to his words, they tore down the walls I was fighting to hold up. At that same moment his finger flicked over my clit and I gasped and let out a shuddery moan. "Good girl, you like that?"

Even more tears spilt out of my eyes, what is wrong with me. I tried and tried to think of other things, things to take my mind off of this, anything that woiuld distract me. I tried and tried and finally, my walls built themselves back up, I was numb, and happy about it. I couldn`t feel anything he was doing to me, I couldn`t feel that he entered a finger into me, I couldn`t even feel when he put in another. I just waited, waited for him to be down, so I could curl into my ball of self- hate and die on the inside.

Òkay, Gates, save the rest for when we get home, I don`t want to listen to you as you pound into my little princess."

He took his fingers out of me and licked his finger clean, starring into my eyes as he did so. "Mmmmm, girl you taste real good." With that, he climbed off of me and promptly climbed up to the front seat, leaving me to rot in the back. After lying there in, wallowing in self-pity, I felt around for my shirt and slipped it over my head. I sat up and looked out the window and the passing cars. We were on a highway, which highway I'm not sure, but which ever one it was, it was sure to lead me straight to hell.

I will not go back there, I don't care how to happens, but I will not go there, I don't care if it's death that takes me away, I will not go back to the hell hole because I know that this time, there will not be a chance of me getting away[ I know that there is no other way for me to get away, so here it goes, the end of me. As I think about my on coming death, I'm oddly okay with it, I've come to grips with it, I'm at peace.

I slowly turned my body towards the car door and looked back towards the front, they seemed to be in deep conversation and they were taking no interest in what I was about to do. Everything seemed to happen in fast forward from that point on, just like when I threw myself out the window.

I ripped open the door and threw myself out the door, hopefully, into another car on the busy highway.