Untold Misfortunes

"You wake Jimmy up, and leave all of them alone. No taunting them, no torturing them, no putting them in unpredictable situations. Let them live their lives as they so please." I requested.
"What do I get in return?" He asked, his eyes traveling down my body.
"My loyalty and I. I promise to stay, not to run to others for rescuing. No police. I will be yours, with nothing else. I will not run from you. All I ask, is that you let my brother wake up and leave all of them alone. Me for their safety."
Luka's eyes brightened and he grinned in a sadistic manner. "And what if your little boys come to find you?"
"Let me write them a final letter, I'll tell them not to come. They thought I was flakey anyways."
His grin grew and his eyes darkened in a sinister way; he was waiting for something. His eyes shifted to a certain part of the room. I could feel the color draining out of face and my knees weakening. I hated this man, but the cold fear he created in my conscious mind, created a submissive version of my subconscious mind and I could feel that part of me kicking into overdrive to rid my fear away.
"There's my good girl." I could hear him whisper.
My eyes must be glazing, the vacant and hollow stare coming back. A slow lick of his lips had me dropping to my knees and sitting back on my calves.
"What can you be, Ivy?" He asked, as he circled around me. I could feel myself slipping into the zone he wanted me to be in, the mindset that took me years to break.
"I can be your everything," I whispered, sweetly.
"More, sweetcheeks," He growled.
"I can be your whore." I mewled softly, the true, strong headed me, disappearing into nothingness as this version swept over my body.
"That's right Ivy, you can be my whore," He chuckled menacingly, while he stroked my hair back. "No, you are my whore." He whispered. I could feel the smile spreading across my face and the constant thought of [i]he praised me[/i] echoing inside my head and the constant craving of me wanting to be praised more.
I'm broken again was my last conscious thought, before the submissive mind frame completely took over.
Matt's Point of View
When I received Ivy's letter telling us not to come find her or he'd hurt us; made me want to kill the bastard who had her. At the same time, I knew Ivy wouldn't warn us if she knew we would come out unscathed. It still irked me that she'd run off again, but some part of my mind told me that it wasn't completely her doing. What started this thought was the ending of the letter; Give Jimmy my best regards and tell him I love him. It's like she knew Jimmy would be waking up or something.
Sure enough, a few days later the doctor called us telling us that Jimmy had woken up and they'd be keeping his a few days for precaution, but then he'd be free to come home. And after a week of Ivy's disappearance, Jimmy was back home, being his usual goofball self.
It wasn't until, he stumbled past Ivy's room that he decided to ask about her.
"Was she here?" He asked, almost so quietly I couldn't hear him.
"She's back in California." I replied.
"Why isn't she here?"
"She was up until a week ago."
"And now?"
"Well, she's somewhere in Cali." I handed him the letter. His eyes quickly scanning it.
"Fuck," He sighed. "We're going to need to have a chat."
"About Ivy?" Zacky asked.
"About her and the real reason she left and where she is now."
"You know?" I asked.
"Of course, Ivy and I always have a secret code - no matter how broken and manipulated she is." He responded, walking into the living room. We all sat down and stared expectantly at Jimmy.
"Ivy left abruptly, in a moment of alertness, because she had become a puppet to Luka's ways." Jimmy started.

Notes

Guys, it's been like 3 days since I've updated. I feel terrible, but the weekend had me absolutely burnt out. I'm sorry I left you waiting.
Also, from this chapter onward, plan on things being a little more graphic and more sexual.
Yes, this story has sexual themes in it, including mild themes of rape and bdsm. I highly doubt I'll ever right a 'complete' sex scene unless it's consensual, but I just want to warn you now. I'm sure I'll lose readers because of it, but I have this story planned out and that's just apart of it. Bear with me, I promise it won't be completely horrifying and grotesque, but it will touch upon those subjects.
I hope you continue reading, if not, I understand. I still love you guys!