I'm running back to the palace when I hear "Raegan! Come back!" Christian is running after me! He's really chasing after me! He truly loves me! "Please don't follow me!" I yell, and turn around to see what he wants from me. "Don't worry, I won't." He pauses for a minute, then adds, "Unless you want me to..." then runs after me, "stop, please stop!" and he pushes me down to sit on the ground, then kneels down on top of me. He cups my chin with his hand, then moves closer to me, and kisses me passionately. It isn't like the first time that he kissed me, this time I can sense something in it... desperation? Sadness? Or disappointment? "Stop it..." I beg him "please just leave, I have never truly loved you, and  I never truly will! Anyways, we're in the middle of a sidewalk! We can't be doing this here anyways!" Christian finally gets what I meant, and stands up slowly, looking slightly disappointed. "Look... I love you." "No, you don't! Love isn't just a game for two to play! Love is a more passionate relationship! Not... whatever this is, I don't want to love a criminal anyways!" "Criminal...? Oh, right, I raped a girl when I was 12, fuck" He says, sadly as he walks away. I turn the opposite direction to do the same, but then realize how much I do truly love Christian, I do love him, I wouldn't have fucking licked his fricking abs if I didn't love him! I start crying, and head back to my dorm in the palace. I hear a knock on the door, and someone slaps handcuffs onto me, and puts a ssack over my head so I can't see, or speak, for that matter. Then the person starts undressing me, and I think I know who it is, Christian. Although, no, he went the long way back to the palace, if it isn't Christian, who... is it? I struggle to break free while my bra is being removed by this man, no, I don't know that it's a man... by this, person... this is not Christian! I scream at myself in my head, trying desperately to break free, I have to find Christian, but the only sound I make is muffled noises, and nobody can hear a word I am saying, "please.... help me..." "I'll help you..." that voice seems familiar, but I can't quite place it... and then the strange man (Yes, I could tell by his voice he is male) squeezes my breast, causing me to moan, and groan, louder and louder and louder, and I don't even recognize any of these sounds I make, I just wish I could see whoever this fucker is, and scream and yell at him to let me go, so that I can punch him in the face. After he does something I don't know what, I feel him untie my hands, then he takes my shirt off, and I realize... no, he hasn't taken it off at all. I scream, "I hate you... You bastard!" "Come here," he whispers. "NO!" I shout. He shoves me roughly to the ground, then climbs on top of me, I can feel his errection rubbing up against me. I feel the sack being removed from my head, I feel a sharp pain in my left side, then, I feel nothing at all...