Mark let me go and I stepped backwards. I meant to run into the other room, grab my clothes, and get out. Instead, I felt my legs start to give out and I staggered backwards. Mark lunged forward, and, catching me by the arms, guided me back until I was sitting on the bed.

"No!" I yelled, trying to get up. "Not here! You're going to..." I stopped as Mark gently pushed me back down onto the bed, and then stepped back from me.

"I... no one's going to hurt you Meg, I..."

"Liar," I said simply.

I wanted to move, but couldn't. I was completely drained. I sat there...