The unknowing lycan princess

(7) FLORS P.O.V OF LAST-CHAPTER

FLORAS P.O.V

While I was waiting in the car, a man approached me and knocked on the door. I looked around the car for the keys but I couldn't find them. Oh s**t, Emmete said to stay in the car. I know he's looking for the boys right now and I want to make it as easy as possible on him, but I can't just ignore this man. What if he had information on the boys? I knew I shouldn't, but I opened the door anyway and I got out to speak with the stranger. "Hello, is there something I can help you with, Sir?" I asked with kindness. "Yes, I couldn't help but notice you and that young man were looking around the area I figured it would have been for the two boys that were playing over there earlier." He said. "We are, do you know where they are. We are worried sick about them." I said. "Yes, I think I might have an idea. Would you like to come with me?" he asked. Yes, absolutely thank you so much," I said. The second I finished my sentence. Emmete was right next to me telling me to end the conversation and to get back in the car. He's not even supposed to be over here. He's supposed to be looking for the boys. He didn't even leave more then ten minutes ago, and I know he's looking for them, but what right does he have to come over here and tell me what to do? As if he's my keeper, I'm old enough to watch over myself, and the only reason this is all happening is because he made me uncomfortable and I took my eyes off of them. This is all my fault. I couldn't keep my emotions in check long enough to watch our brothers and make sure they are OK. I'm officially a terrible sister. I tried to explain that I was trying to get information on the boys because he said he might know something. "why, im having a conversation with this nice man. He says he thinks he knows where the boys are", I said. "Thank you so much sir but I found them and am gonna go get them now" he said. The man nodded his head and walked away rather fast. Emmete opened the door for me and ran to the other side of the car to get in, then he opened the middle, consol to pull out some paper and a pen. He started writing on the paper and after a few seconds he was done and gave it to me to read. It said that he was writing on the paper to avoid anyone walking past and hearing us. Then it said we were gonna move around the area to find the boys starting at the shelter. I nodded my head in agreement and I opened my door to exit the car. I noticed the old man wasn't around anymore. Where could he have gone so quickly? "OK, we have to run." he said. I started running to the shelter behind him. When we got in, he said to look everywhere and, forcefully open whatever was locked. I'm not saying I'm weak, but I may not be capable of that. I was not going to tell him though, because then he would think I'm some weak damsel who has to be protected, and this entire thing would take much longer. I looked everywhere outside without any luck. Then I moved into the women's bathroom. Emmete was in the men's already looking. When I entered, I saw a small women washing her hands. I didn't pay her much mind, and I continued on looking in every stall, but to no avail until I stumbled upon a half-opened closet. I fully opened it and looked inside. There was a small trap door in the corner screaming for me to open it, so naturally I did. I thought about getting Emmete, but before I could call out I was struck from behind. It was the lady washing her hands. She pushed me into the closet, and started dragging me down the stairs by my hair. She was moving very quickly. I was experiencing a lot of pain in my head from the pulling, and my hips felt like they were being torn off with every step we went down. I was already in pain and it barely started. I knew I needed to do something before this got worse, so I punched her as hard as I could in the leg. She started to fall down a few stairs but was almost immediately caught by someone who was coming up the stairs. "I'll take this from here, don't worry about her anymore." said the man. I was beginning to realize how much trouble I was in. My fear was quickly sinking in, and I didn't know what to do. I tried to call Emmete, but the man punched me hard in my stomach. "I was told not to hurt your pretty little face, but everywhere else was free rain." The man said with little bits of laughter. I bent over from the pain, but I managed to get back up to fight. I punched his c**k but it didn't do much except make him angry. He picked me up and threw me over his back, holding my arms and legs. He ran with lightning speed down the rest of the stairs and down a hall into a room where there were two men sitting at a table playing a card game. It looked like there was no one else. The man put me down hard on the table, messing up the card game. "You stupid b***h. You messed up the game,"one of the men said. The other one punched me in the side with a lot of force, and the one who I met on the stairs started pulling my pants down. I hadn't even noticed his c**k was hanging out until it was too late. I started pleading with them to stop. Then I was shut down with a c**k being shaved down my throat. He started thrusting in and out while the other two waited for there turns, and helped keep my arms down. At that moment, I wanted to die. Once he was done, he went around to my p***y. Shuving his c**k inside. Before, I could call for help. My mouth was instantly filled with another c**k. The other man didn't last long inside of me. When he was done, he pulled out and switched places with the other man. He came into my mouth and all over my face, and then left me to the other men. The entire altercation lasted maybe ten minutes and then it was finely done. After being used, they pulled my pants back up and took me to the next room. The boys were there hanging like they were pieces of meat. There were other guards around as well. They looked at me as I was dragged in, and helped hang me next to the boys. The three that just raped me in the other room started bragging about it, and laughed with the other guards about how they had their way with me. After they were done laughing. The three went back into the other room and the other guards punched me a few more times. I couldn't understand why they were doing this to me, and what I had done to deserve it. They touched my chest and p***y. Slapped my ass and spit on me. When they were done, I could barely keep my eyes open. I felt like I was about to die from all the pain. I could hear Mark and Kyle screaming at them to stop the entire time. I hope they don't find out what just happened in the other room. I hope nobody does. I refused to be a victim. As I hung there trying my best to keep my eyes open, I asked if the boys were alright. I couldn't lift my face to look at them. Everything in my body hurt but they reassured me that they were fine. I know I've only been down in the basement for around fifteen minutes, but it feels like I've been down here for years. I realized what this place was and I was about to become their next victim. Just as I started to lose hope, Emmete came through the door knocking it to the ground. The gourdes charged towards him, trying to take him down, but they were unsuccessful in their attempt. He took each guard down with ease. He untied us all and told the boys to start taking me back outside. They did what they were told. I wanted to reply and try to walk myself, but then I realized I couldn't. I did my best to make it as easy as possible but I passed out from the pain. Then I woke up out of my body. I could see everything clearly and it felt like I was floating. What the hell is happening to me right now? Mark, can you see me?" I hollered. There was no answer. I didn't know what was happening but I went with it, and followed the boys as they dragged my body outside. They were moving incredibly fast, carrying me as if I didn't weigh a thing. Once they got outside, they were attacked by the old man and the old lady. They started fighting them, but the old lady got past and she started trying to pick me up. She looked like she was in pain. I tried to wake myself up but when I touched my body, I was sucked back in. I could feel the pain again, but then I was out for real.