Page 103 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
My words have the effect I expected, a wild rage twists his face savagely, “You fucking whore!” He lands two more solid blows to my face, the darkness taunts me cruelly, almost pulling me under. My eyes close again, but not because I am forcing them to. “I’m going to fuck you until my cock goes limp, then I’m going to light you on fire and watch you fucking burn till there’s nothing left of you but ash.” His hand squeezes around my throat cutting off all oxygen, I feel him fumble with his pants then he grabs the side of my panties.
Darkness finally begins closing in on me and I blessedly welcome it.
Right when I am about to fade into nothing an enraged roar tears though the room, “You mother fucker!”
Wyatt suddenly vanishes, his weight no longer pressing me into the mattress. I gasp and sputter from the released pressure that was around my throat. A loud crash sends a wave of heat exploding around me. I try opening my eyes to see what’s happening, but can’t. Shouts and enraged curses are filling the air, mixing in with the sound of cackling flames. I quickly realize that the candles must have got knocked over starting the fire.
I hear a sickening crack and then nothing.
Hands are quickly touching me, but it’s a touch I welcome, one I thought I would never feel again- Jaxson’s.
He made it.
My relief soon morphs into sadness when no matter how hard I try I can’t open my eyes. I fight hard against the darkness that only a few minutes ago I wanted so desperately to consume me.
“Julia baby, can you hear me?”
“Jaxson,” I sob out weakly, not even sure if he heard me through my tender and raw throat.
“It’s me baby. I’m here, I’m going to get you out, just hang on.” I feel him pull on my chains, “Fuck! Where’s the fucking key?”
I whimper when the heat starts feeling too close to comfort. My lungs begin to burn from the thick smoke making it impossible to breathe and my heart breaks knowing Jaxson could very well die with me because of these chains.
I feel him curse and struggle harder, “Just leave me, please Jaxson. I don’t want you to die too.”
“No! Don’t fucking say that, I’m not leaving you. We are both getting out of here.”
His words sound far away and I feel myself drifting, my body giving up. But I fight against it just long enough to mumble what I want my last words to be: “I love you.” I’m not sure if I got the words out before the darkness finally takes me.
“Julia!” I scream her name, trying to wake her up, “fuck!”
I try not to look at her, try not to let my mind wonder as to why she suddenly stopped talking or how badly she’s been beaten. I look around frantically for anything to use to bust through these fucking chains but the heavy black smoke makes it impossible to see much. Knowing I’m running short on time I lean back on my elbows and start kicking the shit out of the metal bed frame, particularly close to the pole that the chains are wrapped around. I put all my weight into it, kicking the fucking thing repeatedly, trying to be careful of Julia’s wrists. Finally the pole snaps.
A loud smashing reins in the distance, “Jaxson!?” I hear Cade yell my name over the roar of the flames.
“Ya over here!”
I rip the broken pole out from the smashed in frame and take Julia’s chained wrists throwing them over my neck. Picking her up I try not to think about how still her broken body is.
“Hold on baby, we’re almost out,” I whisper in her hair.
Cade, Sawyer and Cooper come tearing around the corner through the thick smoke. Cade holding an axe that would have fucking came in handy two minutes ago.
“Where the fuck have you guys been?” I snap.
“We had to find another way in, the fucking entrance burst into flames right after you ran through it. We made a small opening in one of the rooms.” Sawyer quickly explains.
I had jumped out of Cooper’s cruiser before he even came close to stopping and thank god I did. Thinking about Wyatt’s last fucking threat to Julia still has rage pumping through me. I briefly notice Cooper looking at Wyatt’s lifeless form on the ground, his head twisted awkwardly from where I broke his neck. I ignore the question in eyes.
Suddenly a crash happens behind me and the heat at my back feels a hell of a lot closer than it did.
“We need to move now!” Cooper shouts over the destruction happening behind me. “We probably have a minute before these flames reach the fucking gas tank.”
I follow Cade’s lead out through the billowing black smoke, holding Julia close to my chest. He leads me to a bedroom with a hole in the wall that’s barely big enough to fit through. All of them make way to let me out first, once the fresh air hits me I’m hauling ass to get as far as I can away from the house before the explosion comes. I make it a good distance across the grassy field before the fierce blast happens but the force of it still knocks me off my feet. I turn in the air keeping Julia tightly against me and land on my back, taking the brunt of our fall. Once we hit the ground I quickly roll her underneath me and cover her from any falling debris.
After a minute of feeling nothing fall on us I sit up and look at her; really look at her. And what I see has my heart shattering in a million fucking pieces. “Julia baby, wake up!” I run my hands frantically along her broken body, noticing every bruise that marks her skin. I clench my jaw and grip her shoulders, “Julia! Wake the fuck up!” but she stays lifeless. Panic threatens to choke me when I don’t feel a pulse, “No, no, no!” Picking her up I cradle her body against my chest and gently rock her back and forth. Then for the first time since I was seven years old I cry… big ugly gut wrenching sobs break from my chest soaking her hair from where I have my face buried, “Please don’t fucking leave me, I’m so sorry, so fucking sorry. I love you so much. Please Julia wake up!”
