Not Alone Anymore

Her room smells stale, cold, damp. The walls close slowly in on her, there's no way for her to get out. The floor boards creak to her every movement. Someone follows behind her, shadows along the wall. She's not their alone anymore. She rocks in the corner, slowly starting to cry out, but no one can hear her screaming, there's no one around. Footsteps tap lightly on the floor, a rhythm too loud to ignore. Someone's looking out for her, she's obviously not their alone anymore.
She wishes she could escape, but someone's taken hold of her, they won't let her leave. She belongs to them now, there's no point in screaming. She fights away the pain she's in, she's not ready to surrender. She's not being possessed by him, not a chance. Everything is closing in, but what else is there to do. She smiles like he's not there, like she doesn't have a clue.