**Phoebe's POV**
I don't know how long it has been, but it felt like forever. Veronica has been punching me in my gut and using a knife to make small cuts all over my arms and thighs. I don't know why, but she was not touching my face. I'm not complaining but that small fact was worrying me. A few minutes ago the Men that took my brother came in and informed Veronica that my brother was taken home safely. That made taking this torture so much easier.
"Don't be so relieved." Veronica chuckled. "You have absolutely no ides what you are in for."
Just as she finished her sentence, a man I thought I would never see again came from around the corner. My stomach dropped and my heart began to race. Zack. "Hey, stranger." He smiled. "It's been a while."
"Zack." I whispered. Bile arose in my
