Treat me well.

nt, I reassure them it wouldn't matter because I can't keep it, even if I was. We hurry up and get dressed and head to the club. It felt good to be out and enjoying life and the f

a fucking prisoner. I have no way of contacting my friends neither as he took my belongings even my ID along with my phone. I hear the door open, it's the maids it always is. I hear more than one lot of footsteps. I ignore it. I get yanked over onto my back. I look up and it's him, Blake I slide over towards the end of the bed with my eyes it's the doctor. Fuck. My. Life. "Hi whore, hope you've recovered well from your clubbing, we're here to check on that baby inside of you. Now I know you won't play nice so I'm gonna give you a sedative. It won't harm 'my baby'". He smiles. I just watch as the doctor puts a needle into my arm. I wouldn't of resisted anyways I can't be asked anymore. I'm tired. I just want fresh air and a smoke. "That's great so she's about t