Page 44 of Beg Me

“Hey bambi, how are you? Enjoying my gifts?” He smiles as he takes a step toward me. I shrink in on myself even more, never feeling smaller in my life.

“Th-th-that was you? What do you want from me?” I ask.

He just smiles as he walks forward. My back hits the bathroom door and he pushes until it swings open. I stumble inside, falling on my ass. He walks in and locks the door behind him.

Blake kneels, reaching his hand out to me, but I shrink away from him. I do everything I can to not let his skin touch mine.

“The boys and I have been waiting a long time to find you again. I mean we have had lots more since, but none have compared to your whimpers and screams, bambi.” His fingers make contact with my cheek and I’m flooded with terror and sadness. I feel disgusting all over again.

“We’re going to keep you this time,” he says.

Before I have time to overthink, I bring my leg up. My knee connects with his groin and he falls forward crying out. I stand and run toward the door but he spins on the ground where he grips his balls, reaching out he latches onto my ankle, and yanks me back. My body slams onto the hard tile. My chin bouncing off the floor makes my teeth rattle together. Pain erupts throughout my body.

I can’t breathe. Everything just hurts.

He jumps on my back, straddling my hips.

“I was going to wait until we were with the boys and break you in nice and easy. But fuck that, you little fucking whore.”

His hands claw at my shorts pulling them to the side, exposing my pussy to him. He shoves three fingers inside me and I scream.

“Scream for me bitch, no one can fucking hear you over that shit out there.” He points to the door referring to the music.

Tears spill down my face as he takes from me again. His other hand fumbles with his pants button, but he can’t get it undone one-handed, so his fingers leave my body. I pull my knees under my body slowly and put all of my strength into it, and stand, lunging up as fast as I can. He falls off me, hitting the ground. His forearm slices along a broken part of the toilet stall where he landed when he fell back, knocking them down.

The sharp plastic piece sticks out, completely covered in blood. Ohhhh, that got in there deep. I smirk and run for the door.

His hands land on my legs, and they grip my skin. He grips and grips, I scream as he does. It feels like he is ripping my skin apart with his bare hands. I kick at him and he lets go with a growl.

He jumps up while I try to get my body to move. I’m in so much fucking pain. Nothing wants to work at this point.

He picks me up over his head and slams me down onto the ground. Blood flies out of my mouth. My teeth chatter together painfully. He lifts me and throws me into the last standing toilet stall. It crumbles as I hit it.

One of the metal hinges breaks off and slices into my outer thigh. Cutting me from hip to knee. Blood spills from me, covering me and the bathroom in even more ruby-red pools. He walks over to the door and unlocks it. It opens and oh fuck, my heart stops as I see Gabe walk in.

Fear overtakes me. I can’t think straight. All I see is their hands on me. All I feel is pain and disgust. He walks in and stands over me, his hands wrap around my throat and my air is gone. I claw at his hands repeatedly. Blood and skin sink into my nails. He keeps pushing. The world gets fuzzy as I start to drift in and out of consciousness. The last thing I feel is fabric, as he wraps me in a blanket, and someone picks me up and begins to walk out of the room while his hands are still wrapped around my neck.

Everything goes black.

Jayce, Zander. Please.

Chapter 27

Zander

Itake off like a bullet. My phone is pulled up and open on the phone holder in front of me. I follow the blinking orange dot like it’s my lifeline.

It fucking is my lifeline. She is my life.

I swerve in and out of traffic, lane filtering, and driving like an asshole. But I don’t give a single fuck. All the fucks I have left to give are going to Oli, right now, I’m fucking getting her back one way or another. I stop at a light, I wouldn’t have but it’s a super busy intersection.

I text Joel, telling him what’s going on and where I will be. I have no clue if he responds, the light turns green and I take off.

I merge onto the freeway, filtering in and out between cars to get to her as fast as possible. Skirting between two semi trucks one of them honks at me as they move over and almost takes me out. I lean my body to the side, and the bike takes off in that direction.

They just keep fucking driving. When the fuck is this light going to stop moving. They are on the opposite side of town now. Fuck. I cut through side streets and alleys doing my best to make it there faster than is possible to do. I lean into my tank, molding myself to the bike, making us one. Letting the bike hit speeds I’ve never done before.

I pull into what looks to be an empty parking lot. Industrial buildings line the lot on three sides. All of them dilapidated and falling apart.

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