Page 27 of Twisted Salvation
I can’t move my body or fight back when he spreads my legs and climbs on top of me. I hear a wrapper tear open before he pushesinto me. Tears slip out of my eyes as I try to force them to stay open. I want to be sure of who is hurting me.
His grunts and groans as he thrusts into me are like knives in my ears. I don’t feel any physical pain, but the emotional pain is overwhelming. Why does this keep happening to me? What did I do in a past life that was so bad that I keep getting hurt like this? My entire life has been nothing but pain. I get a glimpse of freedom, and now it feels impossible to get back to that feeling.
He moans like a wild animal in my ear as he comes, as if mocking my tears. “I’ll always be back for you, Myra. Don’t think you can escape us,” he says as he covers my mouth again and pinches my nose closed. A few seconds later, the world starts to darken, and I slip away.
“How the fuck did this happen?” Matt growls. “This facility is supposed to always remain locked. How was anyone able to get in here without anyone knowing a goddamn thing?”
“Sir, I know you are upset, but…”
“Upset?” Dominic shouts. “She was raped inyourfucking building whileyourfucking staff locked her psychiatrist out. He was supposed to be able to stay with her for the duration of her evaluation. He submitted the papers saying she was of sound mind and not a danger to herself. You took someone’s word of her distress and have no idea who actually gave the call to lock him out. Youbetter count your fucking days, because I will own this goddamn place.”
“I understand you are upset. You have every right to be, but I swear to you, this will be…”
“Mmm,” I groan and turn into the warmth near me.
“Hey,” Dominic says, taking my face between his hands. His voice is suddenly calm and nurturing, and it relaxes me. “Can you hear me?”
“Mhmm,” I murmur.
“Are you okay? Are you in pain?” he asks.
“My neck,” I mutter. He turns my face, and I can feel him get tense.
“She was sedated with a needle in her neck. A medical professional wouldn’t do that,” he says angrily.
“Hey,” Matt says, kneeling down to look at me. My eyes open, revealing that I am in a different room now.
“W-Where am I?” I ask.
“I had you moved rooms so the police could process the one you were in,” he says. “I know you are still groggy, but I need to know if you saw them.”
“Yeah,” I say, suddenly tearful.
“What did they look like?”
“Ch-Chambers,” I mutter. “It was Judge Chambers. He’s…”
“I swear on everything, he will never touch you again,” he says. “He what?”
“He’s my uncle,” I whisper. “My mom’s brother. He was adopted.”
“Are you fucking…” Dominic starts to say aggressively, stopping himself and taking a deep breath.
“I am taking her into my care,” Matt says as he stands. “I have the legal authority to do it. Email me the discharge paperwork. Dom, pick her up and let’s go.”
“You can’t…”
“Fucking watch me,” Matt snaps. “Someone here took money to allow him to come into this place and rape her.”
“I wanna go home,” I sigh.
“Let’s go home,” Dominic says, scooping me into his arms. I turn myself into his body as he cradles me. I fall asleep in his arms as he carries me.
I wake to more talking, and Dom notices right away. “Hey. There you are,” he says softly.
“Are we home?” I ask quietly.
“We are. We have people over. Are you up to sitting up and talking for a second?”
