The Bad Boy's? Or my Abuser?

Chapter Eleven

The young vixen began to stir, as the oh so familiar scent of cigarett smoke drifted into her room, from the open balcony doors that were connected to her bedroom, and she wrinkled her nose in disgust but didn’t dare open her mouth to complain. She was completely, and utterly exhausted and in a large amount of pain due to the beating that she had ‘earned’ according to the devil named Jason. Her body was covered in a thick layer of sweat, and other parts of her beautiful sunkissed skin was covered in ruthless bruising or worse.

“I see your awake Kitten. Go shower, and ill show you my ‘gentler’ side if you obey.”

His husky voice sent a shiver down her spine, as his words brought her out of her own thoughts, and she began to struggle to push herself off the bed. Soon Julians frail, and injured body landed harshly on the floor in her bedroom causing the asshole immense pleasure seeing as he chuckled sickeningly at her pain. The young vixen groaned softly, as her thin body collided with the floor, but she didn’t allow herself to stay down for long due to the fear of the unknown, and bit back a scream as she finally got her feet underneath her.

“You just enjoy seeing my pain..don’t you? You sick-”

As quickly as Julian’s rebellion side came, it was snuffed out as the cigarett scented male sent a swift punch to her right cheek, and she fell sprawled out onto the floor. A disgusting sneer appeared in her line of sight, as her blue irises flickered open, and let out a sharp scream as the males steel toed boot rammed into her chest as a loud crack had echoed through the now silent room except from the obvious whimpers from Julian.

“JEWELS! Are you okay??”

A rough masculines voice echoed through the silent house, the only sounds interrupting the remaining silence was a growl of anger from Jason's throat, and a whimper from Julian. Two sets of foot falls echoed harshly through the house, soon a fit of harsh bangs were heard as the figure began to hurriedly smack the door with his knuckles, and a deafing bark sent a chill down Jason's spine knowing that his ex’s brother was home.

“See you around kitten, Tell dear old Dallas that i'm out of jail.”

The demons voice was laced with a false sweetness, which only cause the vixen to shiver only adding to the pain of her broken rib, and Jason leapt off the balcony only to land in the pool despite the vixens wishs. Not a moment after the culprit leapt, her white wooden door was torn of its hinges, and Julians older brother lunged through the door with his issued hand gun pointed in front of him. A dark pelted german shepard tore into the room, letting out threatening growls, or barks until it stopped next to the crumpled ‘family’ member, and began to whimper.

“Oh god, Jewels…”

Dallas’s harsh tone dissipated as his blue irises landed on his sisters black, and blue riddled body and in some cases some parts of her body were covered in dry or drying blood. The elder male took in a sharp breath, as he kneeled down next to his sisters side, and pulled out his phone swiftly dialing his friends number who was an EMC who knew both of them personally due to Dallas’s line of work.

“D-dee? He, he's back..”

The shaggy haired brute pulled his sister head gingerly into his lap, and hushed her softly seeing just how messed up her body was he could tell exactly what happened. Another way he could tell was by the thick scent of smoke, and how Sammy had texted him in a panic telling him that his baby sister was whisked away by a scumbag. A miserable whine erupted from the helpless dark furred german shepard, and the blondes fingers found themselves being burred into her brothers dogs fur.

“Kovu, be gentle. Julian, i know, and I’m going to kill the son of a-”

A swift smack echoed through the room, as Julian's free hand hit Dallas’s thigh interrupting his cuss, and she filled in the next words.

“A son of the devil. No way he's human.”

Dallas snorted, as he moved Julian into his arms, and began to stand hearing the blaring sirens approach the house. He frowned hearing a sharp breath escape his sisters throat, yet continued on knowing that he was only helping her, and would get her better help downstairs. Soon the pair exited the house, and the males dangerous irises landed on three muscle cars which was a strange sight for him. Three male models hurriedly swarmed around Dallas, and he cleared his throat loudly stopping the group in their tracks.

“Mind telling me why, you three male models are parked on my sisters lawn, and why your here? Because if your with Jason, so help me I’ll castrate all three of you here, and now.”

The protective elder brother spat out, as Julian rolled her blue irises, and kept silent letting the three bad boys get a lesson from her oh so fearsome police officer of a brother.

“Don’t treat me like some worthless street scum, and i don't even know a Jason. What happened to Storm?”

Oliver took a step forward, chewing on his lip in a nervous manner, and felt his fist ball into a tight fist. This wasn't the same girl he had come to know, and bet on. This actually pissed the young latino male off, since when did one girl get into this much trouble, and deserve a beating like that. The answer should be simple, no woman deserved to be beaten down like that, and yet Storm was beaten to a pulp for no good reason.

“Yeah, None of us here knows a Jason, but we are concerned about what happened to storm. We may not be on the best of terms, but when Oliver said he saw her on the back of someones bike, and was acting squirrley in class we ditched the rest of the school day to check up on her.”

Kyle piped up, as he looked Dee in the eyes, and quickly side stepped letting the elder brother reach the paramedics. The shaggy haired brute nodded his thanks to Lowell one of his many friends, and moved to climb into the back of the ambulance which was a place he never wanted to be in again.

“You three go back to school, before I call in that three minors have skipped class, and before you ask yes I am a cop, and yes I will call you in.”

Dallas mustered up somewhat of a thanks, seeing his people skills weren't at their best seeing as his sister was going to the hospital once again, and he didn’t want to explain to their parents where the hospital bill had come from..not like they were ever worried about their own damn children. As the ambulance tore down the street, leaving the three teenage boys behind, Oliver snarled viscously, and caused the other two boys to jump.

“Were gonna kill that man, who injured Storm like that. I maybe an asshole who toys with girls hearts, but stooping so low to beat a woman, is disgusting, and cowardly.”

Olivers voice snapped, causing Kyle to grunt in agreements, as well as Brandon. They may have started out planning to persuade Julian into one of their beds, but now they were ready to kill for her.