"I should apologize."The next morning Alex was still asleep in his bed in the attic. Jan andMarcia went up to get him ready for breakfast. "Alex!" Mar...ia whispered."Alex wake up. Still no movement. "Alex!" she said again. "Alex! Wakeup!" she said louder. "Your breakfast is getting cold!" Cold? I thought it was cereal," said Jan."Oh yeah. Alex your breakfast is getting, soggy!" Marcia said correctingherself. Alex did not move from his bed. Jan picked up one of Alex's shoesand threw it at. She told herself they could sit in the tub and simply relax but nothing else. I know he’d say yes but do I really want to do that? Should I do that she asked herself. He’ll be gone soon and then what? Ohhhhhhh what the heck, she finally said. She spun around and tried smiling. It slightly startled him as if something was a little off and his face pinched up indicating he thought something was wrong. “Spencer I lied,” she said as he voice quivered and she looked him directly in the eyes. “I like. She tried going limp and hanging by her arms for a while, then after ten minutes or so, the cuffs starting hurting her wrists, but that was enough time to give her legs a rest, allowing her to stand again. "I'll have to keep doing this, or my legs will give out completely."But for how long? Chris had never left her alone this long, or had he? Brenda didn't have a watch on her, but it certainly seemed longer. Maybe he was still mad after the argument they had a few days ago. It was a silly. His reply seemed genuine "My Perkins sent me in for being to rough on you" he laughed as he said it, which annoyed me even more.He lent forward and touched my bruise "ouch, didn't realise I was so hard on you", his touch was longer than expected and he begin to stoke it. "you need it kissing better" he said, and with his tongue he made a licking motion. I was confused at this point, and looked round to see if his mates were around and this was just a bad joke. We were alone and he wasnt setting.