With no chance of getting away and no one to save me, I didn’t fight as Colin made me take off my jeans.
I did as I was told.
I knew there was no point in screaming or crying.
Begging him to stop would only encourage him more. So I bit back tears as he raped me, closed my eyes and prayed for it all to be over.
After Colin was done, he started the car engine again.
‘Where are we going now?’ I asked.
‘I don’t know yet. I’m going to keep you for a few days, then decide,’ he growled.
Is he going to kill me?
My mind was racing, trying to think of how I could get away.
‘I need the toilet,’ I whispered.
‘Go in the…