For the love of speed.

Chapter 14:Saveen Age16TRIGGER WARNING

Dex takes me home, but I don’t enjoy the ride back, because I know I'm going back to my hell. When I get back to the area a little too quickly and I get out of handing him my helmet, “Thank you, Dex, please text me when you get home, okay?” He nodded his head and hugged him, and waved goodbye. I start to walk back to the house, and all of a sudden, my hair stands up. Great, something bad is about to happen, and my feelings are never wrong. As I round the corner to my house, I see all the lights are on. Crap, they know I was gone. No point in going in through my window, he is already there waiting for me, and I know he is mad. I disobeyed him and I went to the school event, I even snuck out. I probably won't be able to go to school on Monday, that’s how mad he probably is. I walk up the front steps of our house. I house is really pretty, but it just holds so many scars. Just as I am about to open the door, I hear a bike go by, and I stop to turn and see that Killian is riding back. I put my head down and give a small wave, and the door is flung open. “Get in the house right now!” My father yells, and I flinch. I didn’t move fast enough so he grabbed a handful of my hair and flung me in. I hear my sister laugh, “Oh wow, you really did sneak out, I didn’t believe it and I told daddy.” I looked up at her and glared at her.

I mean, he is already mad, might as well get a few hits in myself. “Oh, thank you so much, you are such a wonderful sister. How can I ever repay you for all the s**t you have put me through? I mean, if only I could be as ugly as you are inside and out, I’m sure Father would love me just as much as you.” I said with all the hatred and the best viciousness in my voice. The look of complete shock on my sister's face made it worth it. BAM, my father backhanded me in the face, throwing my head to the side. “Well, father, I am so glad that you hitting me really gets you off and makes you feel like you are in control.” I glare back at him, and he gives me an evil grin. “Oh, you think you are little Miss in control and rebellious now?” I grinned back, “No, father. I just know that no matter what I do, you are going to beat the s**t out of me so bad that I won't be able to go to school. So, why not get off my chest the piece of s**t FATHER you are and make it worth it for once in my life.” I finished and knew that really did him in because he closed his hand into a fist, and his face showed that of pure rage. Crap, I may have pushed him too far, he may actually kill me this time. He hit me really good in my temple and for the second time tonight, I saw stars, but I didn’t falter just yet. I had to get one more jab in. With an evil grin and a voice I never heard come from me, I said. “Come on, dear old dad. Take out just how much you hate me! Let me feel it, cause I know you wish that mom had just aborted me. Come show me how much of a piece of s**t human you are!” I say with a laugh. He took a step back like I had finally lost my mind, and maybe I had.

When the shock finally went away, that’s when he showed his hand; he backhanded so hard that it snapped my head to the side, and I had to hold onto the wall. He grabbed my hair and pulled my face to look at him. “ Yes, how about I finally show you how truly worthless you are. My fat, ugly, drunken mistake.” Then his fits started to land, after so many I finally hit the floor, and he kicked me hard enough that I am sure he rebroke my rib, from the beginning of this year. I let out a scream. I tried so hard to keep them in, because that's what he loves to hear is my screams. My sister moved my father out of the way before he could land the last kick that was going straight for my head. “Dad, stop, you can't kill her. She has 4 months before she turns 17, and you can just kick her out.” Misha stops him, and I notice my mother and brother have come in to watch. With a weak, shaky voice, “Oh, goodie, I was able to entertain my family. Are you happy, mother, are you happy that father is about to kill the one thing you failed to do?” My mother put her hand to her mouth and gasped. My father pushed past my sister and just had he was just about to punch me again when the front door flung open. “DON’T TOUCH HER!” I look up to see Killian in the door, and I force myself to sit up. “Kill go home, and don’t you dare say a word,” I tell him. Killian looks over at me with shaking hands, he pulls out his phone and took a picture.

“What are you doing in my house? Leave before I call the cops!” my father yells. I the darkest, evilest voice I have ever heard from Killian. “And tell them WHAT!? I broke into your house, and it interrupted you from beating your daughter to an inch of her life. What do you think they will do? NOTHING, but take your sorry ass to jail. I should treat you just like you have your daughter.” My father is fully standing up, and Kill takes a step towards him, and my father takes a big step back. “ I am taking her with me, and there is nothing you can do about it, and if you think about calling the cops, saying I kidnapped her. Not only will I show them the picture I took, but I will also tell my old man.” Kill looked my father square in the face and said, “I will make sure that he will make it so that you will never EVER be able to have a job again. Do I make myself clear?” Kill glared at my father. With a small nod, Kill turned around and tried to pick me up, but couldn’t because I was too weak to help him, and my sister snickered. It caught Killian's attention, “Careful, Madusa, I can have someone throw acid in your face and get away with it. Anthoney, I will no longer be supporting your business, and I will make sure my colleagues know as well.” The look of terror on their faces was amazing, but sadly, I wasn’t able to enjoy it. When kill finally got me up, I screamed a little cause of the pain.

He gets me out the door and goes to his bike and cusses. “Saveen, I am sorry. I know you are in pain, but I don’t have anything else but Can you hold on?” He moves my hair out of my face and smears my blood on my face. I am so tired from taking that beating, but I muster my strength. “Yes, master, please,” trying to be funny, but it came out with a heart-shattering cry, “Please kill, get me out of her.” He does just that. I hold on for dear life, and I feel like Killian has never driven as fast and safely as he has tonight. We got to a house where I saw 4 bodies come rushing out. “s**t, Ash, go get momma!” I hear Grayson, as he grabbed me before I could slide off the bike. He picked me up bridal style and rushed me inside. “Momma, she is hurt real bad!” That’s when I see this short woman walk in and rush right up. She started shooting things and I couldn’t help but just lie there. After what seemed like an hour, I had stitches in my eyebrow, and my lip was split so badly that she glued it shut. She instructs me to sit up and pulls out what looks to be a giant ace bandage wrap. “My dear, you are about to hate me, but it will help with your broken ribs. I am just glad u didn’t get a lung punctured.” I nodded my head at this small woman. She wasn’t wrong when she put it on me. I screamed again, and Killian came running up. “Okay, I'm done. Now you have a slight concussion, so you need to stay away for the next 6 hours to make sure you are okay. I am sure my boys will keep you company. However, I do need to introduce myself, Talya Salone McDermott, but from this day on my dear you will call me Momma Tot.” I snickered and immediately regretted it. “Yes, ma’am.” She nodded her head. “Second, you are to tell me what happened. Don’t worry, I won't go to the police, that’s why Kill brought you here.” She looked at me dead in my eyes, and I nodded my head. Killian came up behind me, and Dexter sat next to me. I leaned back onto Killian and told the guys, “I love y'all's momma already, no wonder y'all are the way you are, she is amazing.” They gave me a half ass grin, and I started from the beginning. I told Momma Tot everything.

By the time I was done, Momma Tot was crying, and the guys looked like they were about to blow up my house with my so-called family in it. When she finally dried her eyes, she placed her hand on my thigh. “From today onwards, you are our family. If you ever need anything and I do mean ANYTHING, you tell my boys or me. Every Sunday you butt better be at the dining table because we have family dinners at 6, unless I have bingo with my girls, then it’s a noon. I have to get my bingo on. Also, baby girl, you won't have to worry about your dear old father hitting you anymore. I'll go tell him my dang self, I am sure that having my boys with me will also help convince him. However, they shouldn’t worry about them, because I will kill him and the autopsy will show it was of natural causes.” She gives me an award-winning smile, and I take mental note to never piss this woman off. Like ever. She tapped me on my leg, and I looked at the 5 guys surrounding me and started to cry. “I am so sorry y'all got dragged into this.” Grayson stood up and put his hand on mine. “Stop it, V, We are happy to help you. Forever and always. We knew but didn’t know it could get this bad, but I am glad you are here and you are safe.” I smiled at them and just leaned more into Killian. We stayed up all night and well into the day talking, at about noon, Momma had left and came back skipping. For the first time, I fell asleep in Killian's arms, and he refused to leave my side.