Cry
1839 Words
Warning! There is extreme content ahead, if you cannot bear all the categories of abuse I'd advise you to completely skip this chapter. There is s****l assault/ r**e content. Skip to Revenge.
::Sarah's POV::
I wasn't too sure what was happening. All I remember is being taken, and now I was bumping at the innards of a car's trunk. My heart was in total hysterical panic. My eyes darted side to side but unable to see anything and I woke up to having duct tape patched across my jaw. I tried to kick, but my body was completely drained. The injection that was still jammed into my right shoulder.
The ride was not pleasant, I was bouncing around at times earning me some bruises. I tried to cry out for help, but I knew no one could hear me.
Jen, Jen what's going on? I exhaustively asked.
''I- I don't know...'' she answered uselessly, ''All I know is I have a bad feeling about this!''
After about two hours being in this dark compacted room I began to feel claustrophobic. I wanted to cry out for Drake. Adam. Derrick, anyone! But no one came to my rescue, it wrenched my stomach into knots I've never felt before.
The car stopped, the trunk creaked open and with a swoop movement someone propped me on their shoulders. I wanted to fight back, I needed to get away, but my body was not letting me! I managed to make a small whiff and the scent of this person was unfamiliar. The territory we were in as well was also foreign.
I tried to make out where we were going, but it was useless! My senses were weakened by this toxic substance still lodged in me.
I felt my body being thrown off from the unknown's shoulder. I landed hard against a cold, moist surface. I whimpered through my nostrils. I heard the clanking of chains tightened behind me. My arms cuffed in front of me, two firm locks at my ankles. Only then was the bag that hid my vision come off.
Right before my eyes a familiar face appeared.
Alex?!
Bu- how? wh-why? My mind kept breaking apart every second I came to realizing my very own kidnapper was from the pack!
''It would be wise for you to stay quiet,'' he said with a cold tone.
I couldn't believe it! Alex had been a part of this whole thing and it was right under my nose this whole time? I didn't spend much time with him except in consideration with the tussle with Samuel. If anything I thought Samuel would have been a better suspect.
My body was not responding to my urgent commands. The room I was in definitely was that of a dungeon. The damp air was a scent mixed with mud and mold.
''Oh, forgot you can't speak with that thing on your face,'' he ripped away the duct tape.
The pain was soon numbing my face. I finally heard myself gasping for air. I looked back up at him and slammed my eyebrows against each other.
''What is the meaning of this?!'' I spat.
''That my dear is none of your concern,'' another familiar voice said behind him.
Alex stepped to the side and the light from the entrance had illuminated this person's figure. I focused as hard as I could and it became clear to me now.
''Megan!'' I hissed.
There she was, the woman who stole Drake's time away from me, the one that I wanted to rip apart. She walked closer and then delivered a smack across my face.
''That's future Luna to you skank!'' she hissed back.
Even though I had a suppressant chemical in my body I still felt my rage boiling within me. I felt my cheeks stinging from the impact.
''You f*****g b***h,'' I spat, ''You can't take me on without a fair fight!''
''In war, there is no fair fight,'' I over heard that now disgusting voice of Alex repeated my exact words form our last encounter.
I received more smacks and slaps to the face, while Megan laughed and enjoyed every second of it. My face swung side to side like a ping pong ball between two competitive rackets. She only then stopped because her palms were sore, but not as much as my face, which was puffy and red. She flicked her hand in annoyance.
''To think that stubborn alpha put up a resistance for this...'' she growled at me.
''Why did he care so much for a low life omega? I get you're his mate, but come on'' she rolled her eyes, ''Mates are useless when it comes to war.''
My eyes widened like never before, I felt my jaw hurting, my legs beginning to limp and becoming frail. My whole body was beaten down to the last core. I couldn't help it, I started to feel myself begin to cry.
''Awe don't do that!'' Megan whispered mockingly, ''Save it for my wedding,'' and tilted my chin to her.
''After all, Alphas cannot wed scums like Omegas.'' she seared those words into my brain.
I tried to lunge forward, but was restrained by the chains. I fell to my face, barely managing to look back up I felt a kick to the side of my head!
''You stupid b***h, what makes you think you could ever win against me? I'm an alpha now bow to your superior you f*****g mutt!'' Megan repeatedly kicked my head, ribs, anywhere she desired.
After she had her fun she then took a step back, ''I've had enough time wasted on this peasant.''
''You- stupid... bitch.'' I mumbled.
She then turned towards the entrance, ''Say what you want, or scream if you dare, but we shall see who is definitely going to be those words!''
Another man appeared from the entrance, his eyes full of hunger. He growled in anticipation and Megan slowly walked away nodding back to him. The man made his way into the dungeon and was eyeing me!
''You see, I have wary warriors who's needs must be met to carry out missions and I think you'd be the perfect reward,'' she went on, ''And as you can see he is indeed starving!'' and left the room.
Alex followed her out the door and slowly closed it behind them. He did not shoot me a glance or a look, he just left me. I looked up at the man who had a light matted chest of hair. His stubbled face carried a malicious grin as he made steps closer towards me.
''Just f*****g kill me!'' I snarled.
''Oh I'm not here to kill you, I'm here to enjoy you.'' he deathly whispered.
I froze. My senses have come to tell me of what he meant. He wanted to r**e me!
No, no, no, no! I shook my head vigorously.
''Please don't! Don't do this!'' I begged tears now falling from my sore eyes.
He did not seem to care for my cries he then went behind me, ''I'm gonna love hearing you scream that.'' he whispered into my ear.
My body couldn't budge! I was restrained to the smallest of movements.
Jen please! Please Jen, I pleaded, Please help me!
Jen whimpered and paced around in my thoughts, not saying a word, just whining and crying. She didn't know how she could help, nor if she could in this situation.
I felt his cold hands unbuttoning my pants, he slowly unzipped it and tugged my lower body against his. I felt something dangerously getting hard within him as he breathed along my shoulders.
''Such a prize you are.''
He continued to loosen my jeans until it fell to the floor.
No! Please, no! I screamed to myself. Not like this! Please, someone help me!
The feeling of that nightmare soon returned to my body. The traumatic events were fresh again! I was being sexually harassed by yet another man! Their touches felt the same, they both smelled of alcohol, they both wanted something from me, and I was vulnerable yet again.
I heard him begin to unzip his pants.
''Don't you f*****g touch me!'' I screamed.
I then felt his hands grip hard against my waist as he positioned himself. His dome rubbing against my entrance. I winced.
''Now there's a good girl.'' he continued to pull me closer, ''I like a little feisty bitch.''
Then he bit onto my shoulder! His canine tooth digging deeper and deeper. I was struggling in pain and then felt him break into me! I began to scream tones I've never reached! He gripped my mouth shut and began to pummel inside me more. It hurt so much!
Please stop! No! This was supposed to be for my love! This was supposed to be for Drake, I cried.
The excruciating pain was un-pleasurable, the man begin to pump harder, still one hand on my waist and one against my mouth. I felt blood begin to trickle down my legs. I had lost my pureness, my virginity ruthlessly taken from a complete stranger. I wanted him to stop! I couldn't take it anymore!
The shackles clanked against each other, the room cold all around except the heat that was coming from us. The man had allowed his filthy hands to explore under my blouse. I was disgusted, afraid, and everything else that would describe about being inferior.
I started to succumb to the numbness. Both my body and mind felt hopeless.
''No Sarah, don't'' Jen sobbed.
No one was going to save me, no one cares if I was gone. I can't even count on my own mate for protection, negative thoughts began to take over, but I didn't care. I wish I was never alive, I'm nothing in this world, just fated to be a w***e to men.
''Stop it!'' Jen pleaded.
He should have just accepted my rejection! I wouldn't be in this mess if he didn't call out for my name that day! If I hadn't given in to this whole mate bullshit I would have been in a better place! All my regrets surrounded my thoughts and soon shrouded my heart.
It felt as if an hour has gone by until that bastard finally finished. He released all over my leg, exasperating a moan of satisfaction. My body hurt, a different kind of pain inflicting at my v****a. The man zipped his pants back up and came to face me back upfront.
''To think I'd be your first, you must really hate yourself right about now,'' he teased, ''Let this be a lesson to never think Alphas and Omegas mix''.
He then exited the room. Leaving me there, with his filth mixing with my blood. I couldn't feel anything. No embarrassment, no pain, nothing. I was completely gone. I don't care if anyone would come, I don't need anyone to begin with. I'm against this world alone, and I want it to stay like that from now on.
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