Fear grips me as i try to struggle free from the bindings, agonising pain still floods through my side and ribs making my movements limited and virtually impossible to get free. My thoughts flashing back to James, im becoming more concerned and worried for him as the car moves further away from him. The attacker, a guy i actually work with, that has never shown an signs of violence in the past keeps looking back at me as we drive, his eyes filled with the look of hate and despiration seem to stare through me instead of at me. He has not said one word since it took place.
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