To Say Goodbye

Chapter 23

Maggie's POV

I think I'm in shock. I must be. I'm no longer crying, but I feel numb.

Dr. Greene came to asses my injuries. I didn't say a word through the whole examination. I couldn't. I just stared off into the distance. Dr. Greene said I looked okay. Just some scrapes and bruises, but I know I am anything but okay. I was almost r***d. Just one minute longer and that disgusting man was going to claim my innocence.

A thing that I treasure. That innocence is meant for a man I love... A man worthy, who understands the meaning of what I have given him. Not disgusting, crazy, demented Bill Sutton. Never him.

Dr. Geene said something, but I'm not paying attention. He goes out into the hallway where Mama Rosa, James, and Xander are waiting. Through the open door I can see Xander pacing. Mama Rosa has red eyes from crying and James has his arm around her. They all walked up to Dr. Greene with concerned and expectant faces. Dr. Greene turns to close the door and offers me one final smile that I don't return.

I can hear the sound of their voices talking, but I don't care enough to listen. I look down at my hands. They have scrapes on the palms and fingers from trying to push against the brick wall.

I wonder what the rest of me looks like. I head into Xander's beautiful bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I keep my head down until I'm standing in front of the sink.

I can do this.

He didn't, get that far... I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Chanting my new mantra in my head, I finally look up. My hair is knotted with a little dirt and blood. My cheek is red and has some scrapes on it from the brick. There is a small bruise forming from the slap I had received. The corner of my lower lip is split. The dress that Xander got me is ruined. The shoulder strap is torn, so it is hanging down exposing my white strapless bra. My throat has bruises of fingers forming.

I gently bring my fingers up to my throat and run them across the bruises. Then it hits me like a ton of bricks.

Crazy Bill was going r**e me. He almost r***d me.

I start replaying everything that happened. His disgusting hands were on every inch of my body. Touching me, beating me, trying to strip my innocence. I feel disgusting. I can still feel his hands on my skin. I'm disgusting. I need to clean my skin... scrub off the feeling of his hands.

Its becoming hard to breathe and my vision is blurry with tears. I need to wash away his touches... I need to be clean.

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Xander's POV

I hate this!

I'm out here pacing the hallway waiting for Dr. Greene to finish with Maggie. My mind is running wild. Why is it taking so long? Was she actually r***d? Did she just not want to tell me?

Maggie was so quiet the whole drive home. She didn't move an inch. She just sat there in my arms zoned out. I wanted her to talk to me, cry, yell... anything! But she just sat there, lost within herself.

I was pulled from my train of thought by Dr. Greene exiting my room. I walked up to him worried out of my mind. I peeked into the room to see Maggie sitting on the bed looking completely empty and numb. Dr. Greene gently closed the door and sighed heavily.

"Physically she is okay. Just some scrapes and bruises. I did a pelvic exam and there were no signs of penetration. She does have extensive bruising on her throat so keep an eye on her. If it swells too much it can constrict her airway. I don't think it will get to that point, but just keep an eye on her. Here are some pain meds and here are some meds to help her sleep. The mental toll is what I'm most concerned with. Even though he wasn't able to completely r**e her, he almost did. She is going to live with the trauma of that knowledge and I don't know how she will handle it. Right now she is in shock. She has numbed herself to the pain and trauma. Once she allows herself to feel it again, it may consume her. The sleeping pills will help, but your support will help her best. All of your support. Don't push her or pry, just let her take steps as she needs. Be patient with her and just offer your love." Dr Greene explained.

I breathed a sigh of relief and took the medicine from Dr. Greene. I replayed his words in my head.

No signs of penetration.

We found her in time. I couldn't imagine the state she would have been in if we didn't find her when we did. I shook my head to rid myself of the dark thoughts.

"Thank you, Doc." I shook his hand and went for my bedroom door.

I opened it gently, not wanting to scare her. She is no longer on the bed. I set the pill bottles down and looked around the room. The bathroom light is on, so I head to the bathroom.

That's when I hear the most heart breaking cry I have ever heard. I ran the the bathroom and found Maggie sobbing and clawing at herself.

"Maggie?" I called softly as I stepped closer. She continued clawing at her skin as fat tears rolled down her cheeks. Her breathing was becoming erratic. I have to do something!

I walked to her and hugged her to my chest. pinning her arms at her sides, so she can't hurt herself. She let out a strangled yelp.

"Shhh. Maggie, it's me. It's me, little one. You are safe. Breathe Maggie. Breathe with me." I said softly. Then I began taking deep breaths. Maggie sucked in a shaky breath with me and blew out through pursed lips. Then repeated it.

"That's it. Breathe, little one. That's it." I cooed.

When Maggie was breathing normal I let go and lifted her chin, so I could see her face. She began to cry again when her eyes met mine. "I'm s-sorry! I can feel his hands s-still. I was trying to clean off his touch. I'm so s-sorry, Xander! I'm disgusting!" she sobbed.

I held her face in my hands and kissed her forehead. "You could never be disgusting. Far from it. You are absolutely gorgeous." I stood there a minute with my forehead pressed against hers.

"let's get you cleaned up, little one. Maybe a bath would help?" I asked her hopefully. She nodded woefully. I sat her on the counter as I turned on the water to start filling the tub. While the tub was filling, I walked back to her. "I'm going to help you out of your dress okay?" Again she nodded.

I carefully reached behind her and unzipped her dress. then I helped her stand to her feet letting it fall to the floor. Then I unclasped her white lace strapless bra. Bill had ripped her panties off, so those were missing.

She stood in front of me completely bare. Normally, I would be excited for a moment like this, but that's not what she needs right now. Maggie covered herself with her hands as another small cry escaped her lips. I tilted her face up to mine. "You are beautiful, Maggie. Even now. Don't ever think you're less than beautiful. Now let's get you in the tub."

I helped her gently down into the bath tub. I put in some lavender bubbles to help relax her. I stood up and stripped myself of my clothes as well, except for my boxers. Then I slid into the tub behind her.

"Tilt your head back for me, little one." I said gently as I grabbed the hand sprayer. She complied and looked up to the ceiling. I slowly wet her hair trying not to spray her face. Then I grabbed shampoo and gently worked it into her hair. I could hear her sigh softly in content. That was the only affirmation I needed to proceed. Once she was fully lathered, I rinsed her hair and began running conditioner through it.

After finishing her hair, I grabbed a big soft sponge from the shelf next to the tub. I put her body wash on it and began to rub circles on her back. I moved to her arms and hands then her chest. I made sure not to linger too long on her breasts. I want to make sure she stays comfortable.

I turn her in the tub so she is facing me. I lift up one of her legs and wash it with the sponge. When I make my way down to her tiny feet, I spend a little extra time giving her a foot massage. I do the same with the other leg. Once done washing her legs I look into her eyes. She has a small smile on her face. I give her a small one in return.

"Little one, could you stand in front of me so I can wash the rest of you with the sponge? Then we can sit and relax." I asked her in a whisper. That is the last part of her that I haven't cleaned. It was in the water this whole time. I whispered it cause I wasn't sure how she would handle it.

Maggie blushed slightly and bit her lip. Oh, little one, please don't do that! She nodded her head and scooted closer to me. Once in front of me she turned away from me and stood up slowly.

I had to take a deep breath to control myself. Now, was not the time to be thinking with my other head. He could wait. Maggie needed support. Not a hard f**k.

I opened my eyes when she was fully standing. She had a red and purple handprint on one ass cheek. I could also see fingerprints slayed on her hips. That was all it took for my member to calm down. She needs a comforting and healing touch.

I grabbed the sponge and sudsed her up. I was careful not to linger to long on any area. She hissed slightly when the soap ran over a wound caused from her panties being ripped off her.

"Alright, little one. All done." I said rinsing the sponge. Maggie silently sat down in front of me. Then, ever so slowly, she leaned back against me. She interlaced her fingers with mine and took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Xander. I needed that. You don't know how comforting your touch is. Today sucked, but I'm glad you're here. Also, Im sorry. The dress you got for me is ruined." She said in a shaky voice, trying to fight back tears.

"I don't care about the dress, Maggie. I care about you. I'm glad I could comfort you. And yes, today absolutely sucked, but I'm glad your here too. And I promise, this will be that last time you will ever deal with that man again. I will die before he touches you again." I promised her. She nodded in understanding and I kissed the top of her head.

Never again. Not while I still have breath, will Bill Sutton touch my woman. Never again.