Summer walked down the hallway and put on a fake smile for him, her insides were a nervous wreck and she could fell her heart thumping in her ribcage.

Mick was sitting in the living room on a run-down shabby Couch that had stains and stuffing coming out from holes. He was drinking a beer and laughing at something on a small TV with an aerial attached.

Summer gave him a dirty look and looked around at the kitchen and what there was to work with, she saw some bread and butter and Some kind of deli meat in a package. She walked over and huffed and angrily grabbed some paper plates he had thrown there and began preparing his food.

Summer was an independent woman and although she couldn't say she was feminist, she definitely wasn't a woman who liked being forced into the kitchen!

When she was finished, she was tempted to spit in it but she thought better as she heard him rustling behind her.

She jumped at how close he was too her when she turned around

"Girlie you better not have done anything to it" he said gruffly.

She rolled her eyes and said

"of course not!... it's a sandwich it's not hard"

"mm good, now go and clean that shit up… I want this place looking spotless!"

He grabbed his plates and strolled off into the living room area, Summer huffed for what felt the thousandth time and cleaned up in the kitchen. When she was finished, she looked behind her and saw that Mick had downed a few more small bottles of what looked like some kind of whiskey and saw he was all over the place as he tried to watch whatever show he watched. Summer took that opportunity to search the cupboards and drawers for any keys that could open the windows and doors.

She came across a locked drawer and tried her hardest to pull at it without causing any noise, as much as she was annoyed at what he had asked her to do , she was also terrified because she knew he would do much worst to her if he found her . After a few attempts and looking over her shoulder about a hundred times she gave up until she remembered the pocket knife she had taken earlier. She carefully pulled it out of the waist band of her trousers and popped the knife open. She jammed the knife as quietly as she could in the side of the draw and wiggled until she managed to get one side opened, then she worked the lock with the key and gasped when it actually opened for her.

Summer saw the dirty dusty drawer was full of paper so she quietly sorted through to see if she could find any Keys and moaned in frustration when she didn't, just as she was about to close the drawer when something caught her eye. She frowned and picked up a picture , she looked in horror when she saw that it was a picture of her sitting at her desk at work , she looked back down at the drawer and searched to see what else was in there and she came across a handful of folded creased pictures . She whispered "oh my god" to herself as she opened some, they were pictures of her in her bathrobe about to get into her tub, there was pictures of her walking from the deli and there was an even a picture of her completely naked in her bedroom. All of these pictures looked like they had been taken from whatever window or street was closest to her at the time.

"well well girlie you found my collection"

Summer jumped and pointed the knife towards mick who was standing there looking at her with a sick grin on his face. She was beginning to shake, all the events of the last two hours catching up to her mentally.

"L… leave me alone! Why do you have these? Why am I here?!"

Mick chuckled as the if the knife she was pointing at him was nothing more than a teddy bear and said,

"well girlie I have been watching you for a while. I hate this city and I would love nothing more than to take you back to the outback but there's poofta Copper and his buddies searching too close to home, last place anyone would look would be in a city!"

He walked around Summer, he still staggered slightly though. He paid no attention to the knife in her hand and grabbed himself another drink. Summer gasped as he pulled out a giant Bowie knife and popped the bottle cap off if It.

"I saw you leaving your office one day and I thought you would make the perfect plaything, and fuck I was right girlie. You have proved yourself already!"

He chuckled as he brought the bowie knife closer to her face, Summer whimpered as the cold sharp metal placed against her skin on her cheek, Mick stared at her without raw lust as he dragged the blade ever so gently on her skin just enough to bite but not cut. He moved the tip of it down her neck and towards her breasts, he chuckled in appreciation as he cut away her top. His eyes lighting up every time she whimpered in fright. Her breasts were now exposed as he cut away the rest of her bra and used the tip of the knife to play with her nipples. Summer whimpered as she felt the sharp bite of the knife on her breast, her muscles completely stiff as she prepared for whatever could happen to her.

Mick quickly pulled the small knife out of her hand and chucked it on the floor, he quickly grabbed her arms and said,

"no more teasing I want to play!"

She thrashed about and screamed

"No please! Please! Don't do this!"

He chuckled as he dragged her roughly towards the bedroom.