Page 110 of Love Me Again

“What could possibly hurt sadistic fuckers like you?” I ask, looking at him, and he chuckles perilously. The same chuckle that haunts me to this very day.

“I think about you every night when I lay in my bed, Cupcake. Your taste—” I punch him hard across the face, he turns to me sharply, and I see the fire go up in his unyielding grey eyes. “Of all the women I have taken, you...were my favourite. So fucking tight…” I punch him again, and he growls and looks at me, blood dripping from his lip. “Keep hitting me, Cupcake. You’re only turning me on.”

“She’s a feisty little bitch.” Harvey laughs as I move over to him, and he smiles darkly, watching me. I lift my foot and kick my heel into his face, hearing his nose crunch on impact. He roars in pain, and I soak up the sound. It felt like music to my ears.

“You think you broke me, but you didn’t.” I spit gravely, looking at them both. “That’s what you feast on—the fear. You think you’re all-powerful because you can take what you want and strip away the life of innocent girls, but you can’t, not this time...not with me. You will never do to another girl what you did to me.” I declare, glaring in Quintons eyes, and he smirks. “I came here to take back what you took from me! My life.” I lean in close and look at his loathsome face. “I’m not afraid of you. I will not give you that kind of power over me ever. You’re going to pay for what you did to me and all the girls before me, one way or the other.” I step back, and they watch me. The door opens, and Josh walks in with Cole, and they stand on either side of me.

Josh rolls his sleeves up as he glares at Quinton. Cole looks at the guards and nods. They walk over and unchain Quinton and lift him to his feet. Cole takes the baton from the guard and walks over to Quinton, who glares at him, pushing his chest out and making himself big.

“You think about my wife while in laying your bed, do you?” He questions coldly. “Next time, you can think about this.” He growls and swings the baton hard into his groin. Quinton howls in pain and keels over. The guards lift him, and Cole hits him hard in the groin again before he swings the baton and strikes him with force across the face. “That’s for laying a finger on my wife! You fucking bastard!” He swings the baton and hits him on the other side of the face, and Quinton hits the floor in a pool of his own blood.

Josh waves off the baton Cole holds out to him as he walks over to Harvey, who looks up at him, his eyes wide as the guards unchain and pull him to his feet. Josh walks over to him and punches him hard in the face. I hear a crunch, and I'm sure I saw his jaw dislocate. Josh kicks him in the knee, and I listen to it crack when it snaps, and he screams in agony. “Where you're going, they don’t like rapists, I hear. You won’t need this anymore.” Josh states calmly, kicks him hard in the groin a couple of times. Josh takes the baton and swings it at his face as Cole did to Quinton.

I watch as the boys beat them and while it wasn’t quite the same as what I suffered, that fear that I had eating away at me disappeared. They no longer had any power over me, and for that, I was thankful.

I’m a survivor, and that’s one thing no one can ever take away from me.

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