He stares at me with eerie disgust before slowly walking closer towards the bed. My breathing speeds up as he grows nearer. With a sneer, he leans toward me, a whimper slips out of my throat as he stares at me with one eye. Repulsed, I close my eyes tightly and turn my head to the side. 
                          
Horrified, I can feel his warm breath fanning my neck. Tears spill from my closed eyes as I sob when I feel him skim his nose along side my jaw. 
                          
"Please, stop." I beg, my voice broken. Another agonised sob breaks out of my mouth when I feel his lips on my neck, making my skin tingle-not the good kind of tingle that I feel when Jemcer does that to me. 
                          
I feel disgusted and dirty.
                          
I am full out sobbing when I feel something wet caress my neck. He moans and nips my skin and continues licking and planting wet and sloppy kisses all over my neck and the area just below my collar bone.
                          
I keep trying to avoid his mouth by moving my head from side to side, crying.
                          
He finally leans away from me and I hear him spit on the floor and walking away. He slams the door shut, leaving me alone. I feel dirty. I feel disgusted with my self. I can still feel his lips on me and I shudder in disgust while tears stream freely from my eyes.
                          
Sobbing, I struggle to free my limbs from these straps. The leather is biting into my skin, turning it red and raw but I don't care; still, I force myself to break free, I need to break free.
                          
I am weeping now as hopelessness grips me. No matter how hard I try, I can't. I couldn't pull myself out of the restraints. Suddenly, the door bursts open and I let out another broken cry as I try to get off my restraints.
                          
I try to free myself again, ignoring the pain of the straps digging into my skin as I try to desperately free myself. 
                          
A hand settles on my arm and I scream. "Get your hands off me!"
                          
"Margo!"
                          
"Let me go!"
                          
"Margo, it's me. Calm down." I stop thrashing around when a pair of warm, strong hands carefully and gently hold each side of my face and someone looms over me.
                          
All I could see is a dark, blurry figure. I blink my eyelids furiously while my chest heaves up and down as my heart rate returns to normal. As my view starts to clear, I immediately recognise Jemcerson's worried and panicked face. A slow breath of relief comes out of his mouth as he leans in and places his forehead agains mine. 
                          
"There she is." He whispers, his voice trembling. 
                          
I feel my restraints being unclasped from my limbs and with much I effort, I managed to lift both arms that honestly feel like metal because they're numb and heavy; but I lift them anyway and wrap them around Jemcer's neck.
                          
I feel someone gently pulling the IV out of my arm.
                          
Jemcer places a chaste kiss on my lips; then, I felt something wet hit my cheek. I look up to see that the wet droplet that landed on my face actually came from Jemcer's eyes. When I see him crying,I cry harder. "No, shh, don't cry Margo." He soothes as he gently caresses my face. 
                          
And then his face turns hard as he pulls back, absolutely furious.
                          
"What's wrong?" I croak.
                          
"He touched you."
                          
It wasn't a question. It was a statement, uttered in a low, deadly voice. I shudder at the pure venom lacing Jemcer's voice.
                          
"I can smell him all over you." He whispers, looking at me in disgust and my heart breaks at his look. I sob as I turn my head away from him. I couldn't bear the look in his face.