Broken Angel

Missy (Angels) POV

The morning following the shower incident. I woke up before he did. His arms are still holding me tight. I didn't dare move. I didn't want to wake him up. At least when he's laying with me and sleeping. I know where he is, and he's not hurting me.

I don't get much time to think lately.

I began to blame myself for this. I should have seen the signs. Maybe I did, but he was always so nice. I never thought in a million years he would do something like this.

I don't even know how long I've been on this boat. I haven't even been allowed to leave this room. Not since the first day. When I tried to jump off the boat. There was nowhere to go, but I didn't care. I just couldn't believe what happened, and needed to be as far away from Jax as I could.

He jumped in after me, and forced me back onto the boat. After that he didn't trust me, and I've been stuck in this room for who knows how long.

Not to mention, How many times he has knocked me out, or drugged me, or I got drunk because I needed too. I don't even want to think about what he does to me when I'm asleep or passed out.

Tears started rolling down my face. Maybe him sleeping with me isn't so bad. I sniffled a bit, and he woke up. I shut my eyes, and pretended to still be asleep. Please just let me be. I was hoping so badly.

I felt his breath touch the back of my neck, as he pulled me closer to his lower half. I already knew where this was going. I think his erection is what woke me up to begin with.

He was still half asleep and rubbing himself up and down slowly on my ass. I will not wake up, I can't. Just go away. Is all I kept thinking.

Well that didn't last long. I felt his hands go down my panties. Lowering them gently, as if he didn't want to wake me up. I pushed away from him, still pretending to sleep. Hoping that he would just go away without a fight.

He pulled me right back. Rubbing softly around my p***y for a few moments. Even though I didn't want it, it still felt so good. I didn't have enough energy to fight him off anyways. Besides, who knew what he had planned for me today. My surprise.

Waking up before he tried anything else, "Jackson, can you please stop, I'm just really tired right now?"

"But your so wet, your p***y feels amazing Angel."

"Please Jackson."

He softly moved his hand up my body, giving me a hug. He kissed my shoulder. "I love you so much my beautiful Angel." He whispered in my ear as he got out of bed. "I'll be back in a few with breakfast for you. Why don't you get up and get dressed?" He says as he locks and closes the door.

I hurry up and get dressed into one of the outfits he had picked out for me. At least he had good taste in clothes. He has gone shopping with me many times over the years. So maybe that's why.

However, I wish they weren't all dresses and skirts. Though I usually always wear them. Pants or shorts would be nice now. Why would I want to look good for him anyways.

Pulling up a longest black skirt, and then a red short sleeve button up. I try to find the least s****l outfits I can.

I begin to brush my hair, when the door opens. "Good morning again my beautiful girl". I don't even turn around. Ignoring him completely.

Setting my breakfast down on the table next to the bed. He walks up behind me and rubs his hands down both of my arms, and kisses the back of my head.

I don't say anything, and jerk away from him.

"Don't be mad Angel, I made you breakfast and after you eat. I got a surprise."

I go and sit on the bed and begin to eat my breakfast. He is a really good cook. Still refusing to talk to him.

Finishing up my Orange Juice, He sits next to me on the bed, pulling out his phone. With a big smile on his face. He opens it up. There's a picture of Mike on it. Confused, I said "what is this?"

He said "read the article baby".

I scroll down to see a news headline.

"Body of missing 21 year old Michael Richards has been positively identified. Cause of death is unknown at this time. However foul play is believed to be the reason"

My eyes begin to fill with tears. I can't even believe what I am reading. "What the f**k did you do Jackson!" I scream pushing him away from me.

I knew Jax had something to do with this. After everything that has happened. This had to be him.

Grabbing his phone back from my hands, He smiles "I told you, you are mine, and no one will ever take you away from me."

" You're a f*****g phyco!" I scream, picking up my Orange juice cup and throwing it at him. Aiming for his face, it hits his shoulder and breaks. Glass flew everywhere. "Get the f**k out of here! Leave me alone! I hate you so much!"

I knew I should've said that, nor threw the glass at him. I could see the blood coming through his shirt. I'm so mad, I don't even care what he does to me. Coming closer to me saying "You don't mean that Angel." I punched him in the face. Giving him a bloody lip. "I loved Mike, NEVER YOU!"

"Oh you wanna play rough, do ya?" Grabbing me by my neck and pushing me down onto the bed. I can feel the broken glass from the orange juice digging deeper and deeper into my back.

His hand still around my neck I struggle as much as I can to breathe. He rips open my shirt with his other arm and begins to bite me all over my chest. I black out for a few moments before he lets go of my neck.

When I came to, he is all the way inside of me, banging me harder and harder. All I can think about is the glass digging into my back. I can feel the warmth from my blood. covering my back. Trying to push him off, "Stop... Jax... P... please!" I say between breaths. He lets out a small laugh, and starts f*****g me even harder. "Tell me how much you love me." He says.

"I f*****g HATE you!" Trying to hit him again and push him off me. He covers my mouth, but I bite his hand. He grabs me by my neck again, and I can feel myself losing consciousness.

I don't want to give him the satisfaction of me having an orgasm. So I fight him and it as best as I can. Trying to scream and kick. as he f***s me harder and harder, and bites me all over. I black out again for a few moments. Not sure if it was the pain or the pressure around my neck.

I'm using every ounce of energy I have to get him off of me. Biting, Kicking, Punching, Screaming. It's s no use. He over powers me.

"Jackson, Please stop! You're hurting me!"

He lightens is hold on me and thats when he realized I was bleeding. He gets off of me right away. I sit up, This time I am crying.

"Im so sorry Angel!"

"Shut up, and get out of here asshole!"

He gets up and walks out. I was in shock over everything that just happened. Jax has hurt me before, but never like this. Did he really kill Mike?

A few moments later Jackson comes back in with a first aid kit.

"Go away Jax!"

*Angel, you have to let me help you."

"I don't need your f*****g help!"

Ignoring my demands. He walks over and turns on the shower, and walks back to me. Puts his arms around me, and I just lay my head on his chest and cry. "Why Jax? I don't understand"

He doesn't say anything. There isn't anything left to say. After a few moments of just letting me cry. He helps me up and into the shower.

Gently he washes my body, and my hair, and gets me all cleaned up. I don't protest, There was no point.

He helps me out of the shower, and bandages my back. It wasn't to bad, but it hurt to move my arms. I don't know if it was from the choking, the glass, or from me trying to fight him off.

Still in silence. He cleans up the be,d and puts on new sheets.

"I am so sorry." He says again as he stands up.

Packing up the first aid kit. He reaches into his pocket and sets down 2 pills.

"You can take these to help with the pain."

"Will they kill me?"

"Of course Not Angel!"

"Then they won't help me."

He walks out of the room and locks the door behind him. I take whatever pills he has given me. I don't even care what they are. Grab some papers and weed, and roll up a joint.

Trying to wrap my head around what just happened. At some point I fall asleep.