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the woman who was a person just a few seconds ago, but is now a dead body.
    "Look what you made me do!" Aiden screams at me. "You stupid bitch ... You'll get what's coming now."
    He storms out of the basement and I'm left stunned and horrified with a corpse staring me accusingly in the eyes.
    I did this. It's all my fault ...
    At that point, the darkness envelops me and I welcome it with open arms. I let my eyes close, let the darkness take all the pain away. I don't cry. I just lay back and pretend I'm somewhere far away ... I block it all out.
    I'm not Emme anymore.
    I'm not anything.
    I'm just ... gone.

Chapter 7
    I don't see him for an entire day, but it doesn't matter to me. Time has stopped, because I'm not even in my body anymore. I float in and out of consciousness, thankful every time my eyes close and the darkness mercifully takes over. It's so much easier to block it all out, I'm starting to lose myself ... And what scares me more is the fact I like it.
    I like being nobody ... being a blank canvas. There's not much of Emme left, and I know in a short while, she will be gone completely.
    Finally, I hear him coming down the stairs. Half-starved, I crawl towards the staircase, ignoring the dead body on the floor, though it has started to stink badly.
    I stop in front of a pair of dark boots and look up pleadingly.
    "Water," I ask with a raspy voice.
    A cool waterfall hits my face with full force and I lap it all up as Aiden empties a jug of water over my head. He chuckles low in his throat at my misfortune, and for the first time in days, I feel a strong surge of emotions.
    It's hate.
    Pure, undiluted hate.
    And the need for revenge, which makes me feel alive for the first time since I've been abducted.
    He leans down next to me, tipping my chin back with his fingers. I fight hard to conceal my feelings, knowing they might set him off and make him go on another killing spree. I'm surprised by the need to protect myself, when I had all but given up a while ago.
    "Tonight," he growls in my face. A sick smile splits his face which is so much like Blane's. But not now. Now it's only a sick grimace, the expression that of a sick, disturbed person. They're nothing alike when Aiden is like this ... thank God.
    "Tonight you're mine," he snarls next. "Tonight I'll ruin you completely."
    With that, he lets my face drop and I feel the hatred boiling in my belly. He kicks me aside, heading for the dead body on the floor and dragging her up the stairs.
    I look at it just in time to see Marissa's beady stare and it makes me sick to my stomach. I turn to the side, retching and vomiting the little bit of water and sustenance left in my system.
    Aiden looks at me with disgust when he reaches the top of the stairs, dragging the body out of the basement. "You'll need to wash up first, doll," he says cruelly. "I want you pristine for what's in store."
    An evil laugh emanates from his mouth. "It's the last time you'll be perfect, princess. I plan on making you just as fucked up as I am."
    I shiver as his words resonate in my mind. Involuntarily, I reach for the scar he made last time he had his way with me.
    "That's right," he says in a low growl. "Get ready for a few more of those."
    His laughter still echoing in the room, he shuts the door on his way out and I crawl to my mattress, curling up in a ball as I imagine the worst thing he might do to me.
    ***
    I feel sick for hours after that, and I retch several times, but nothing comes out of me since my body is so empty. Lying on the stained mattress, I feel sorry for myself, and I dip so low, I finally let myself to think about Blane.
    I've been stopping myself every single time my mind drifted to my love. I told myself I mustn't think of him, knowing just how much it would actually hurt.
    But now, my mind is filled with images of him.
    Sweet, loving. Rough, dark.
    He's the light at the end of the tunnel.
    Tears fill my eyes as I think of his resolve to start the family. He's always