Page 115 of The Fallen Ones

“Uh, I wanted to tell you in person that this isn’t working out and we shouldn’t see each other anymore.” The words came out fast and low as I watched his face morph from calm to outright furious.

“What?” he snarled, his glare hardening.

I shrank away from him.

“I-I just don’t think we’re good together?—”

“I fucking decide if we’re good together.” He reached for me, but I jumped to my feet, my heart banging hard. He followed, stalking toward me as I stumbled and tried to back away from him.

He had me against a wall and gripped my face tightly and gave me a violent shake. I cried out, tears flooding my cheeks.

“I have invested time and money into you. That wasn’t for fucking free. I want what’s owed to me.”

“I-I’ll pay you back,” I choked out. “However much everything costs.”

He crushed his lips against mine before biting down hard on my bottom lip. I screamed in pain as I tasted my blood rush into my mouth.

“I don’t want your fucking money, you worthless whore.” He wrapped his hand around my throat and choked me, cutting off my air. I clawed at his hands, my vision dotting with black starlight.

I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t breathe!

Just when I thought I’d pass out, he threw me to the ground. I landed hard, letting out a cry as my knees hit the hardwood floor. The pain raced through me as I tried to swallow mouthfuls of sweet oxygen, my head spinning.

Clumsily, I tried to crawl away from him to get to safety. I didn’t even know if such a place existed. All I needed to do was get to my phone. I’d call Caleb. He’d come. Caleb would save me.

Brandon’s boot landed in my ribs, sending me careening to the floor, the pain unbearable and taking my breath with it. I choked on the floor, desperate for air as he kicked me again.

I could still taste the blood in my mouth from his bite. The dizziness intensified, making my stomach twist with nausea.

This was more than my beating. This was something else entirely. Briefly, I thought about the drink I’d just had.

Drugs.

He’d drugged me.

He’d planned this.

I clutched my ribs as he kicked me again before he went to his knees and shoved my legs viciously apart.

“N-No,” I choked out.

The memory of me telling Caleb I needed to be forced flooded my brain.

Not like this. God, not like this.

“You don’t fucking tell me no. No one tells me no!” He hit me hard across my face, making my head snap to the side. I fought and struggled beneath him best I could, earning more hits from him.

I wasn’t going to win this. I knew it as he finally pinned my arms over my head and shoved my dress up and tore my panties off.

I wept beneath him, completely dazed and incoherent. My words came out slurred. The room had black edges to it as I tried to stay conscious.

Caleb. I never got to say goodbye.

Jace. I never got to say I was sorry and I still care.

Damien. My brother. I never got to tell him he brought me to life just by being near…

Brandon’s cock pressed against my pussy.

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