Elena
My time is up. Running from these bastards has finally come to an end. I’m fucking in their trap and there’s no way out for me. I will have to pay for something I didn’t do. If I don’t go to them, Ella will die. I know what they want-they want to mess me up.
I don’t have a choice. I have to save Ella’s life. She’s my responsibility.
“You have me, let her go.” I say, my breathing picks up. Poor Ella must be cold. she’s been there for over an hour, and half naked. Nobody knows what is happening yet. They are all in the living room, enjoying the party. That’s one advantage to Ella. No one will see her naked because they are all busy inside.
“Beg. Crawl to your knees to us.” Darius yells, Ryan is smirking at me with his deep blue eyes that are as red as the blood stain in his knuckles.
“Please.” I fall to my knees, squeezing my eyes for the pain of letting go of my pride. I have to do this, for Ella and whoever who is framing me.
I’m crawling on my knees towards my fucking mates. Ella is screaming for me not to, but she doesn’t know I have much more price to pay. The bastards are just beginning to ruin me. I know it. I see it in their devilish eyes.
“Please, I have a request,” I say. Ryan smiles. He knows now that I’m here and they have the full control of me, and a petty request from me wouldn’t be a problem to them.
“Get Ella out of here. I don’t want her to see whatever you want to do with me.” I say.
Ryan smiles, he moves closer to where I’m still on my knees, and using a finger, he lifts my face up. “Dear, Elena do you still remember my promise to you?” he grins.
I don’t say anything nor I try to remove my face from his finger.
“Or do you want me to remind you, our soft flower?” I hate the fucking smile on his face. It tells more of how much evil he is behind his beauty.
I don’t say a word. I’m not going to speak. I didn’t do that, then that promise he made is all due to misunderstanding.
“Tell me!” he yells. I didn’t see that coming, my knees shake on the cold floor.” I see you need a reminder, huh?” he looks furious.
My face is red in anger. I don’t say anything. If I open my mouth to speak, then it’s to let out a whimper from the pain in my chest, and not fucking give a reply to his questions.
“I will remind you.” he says, pulling the two straps that hold the gown to my body, stripping me naked.
“No, please,” I scream. “I remember.” I let out a long cry.
“Darius, get Ella out of here. Take Riley out of here too.” he orders.
I’m still on my knees. I didn’t wear a bra because the dress did not require one. I’m half naked in front of my mates, and kneeling in front of them.
The tears are ruining my makeup but I am not bothered about that. The night is cold and it’s making my legs fall apart. I’m getting turned on with my boobs exposed this way, and I hate it that my body is starting to react.
Darius loosens Ella and carries her out of the balcony. Her wrists are red from the rope and her skin is full of goosebumps from the cold.
“Bitch.” Riley calls out before she walks out of the door. That makes me smile.
“Elena, I’m so sorry,” Ella says, crying as Darius walks her out. Darius’s attention is on me. He wants to take the two other girls out of there as quick as possible, so he can come back to join his brothers in whatever they plan to do to me tonight.
He’s my fucking mate too, and I hate that my body is responding to them.
“Well, well, our soft flower is here.” Tyson is grinning.
I gulp roughly. I’m alone with them. This is it. The end.
Ryan comes closer, and says, “So Elena…” he is smiling, grabbing my chin in that hand he used to murder someone. That poor boy. Tears well up in my eyes as I raise my head to his tight clench on my chin. “Elena, you tried to ruin my life.” he says. His smile died, and his face only looks colder.
“I-I didn’t do it.” I stutter, trying to speak while he is holding my chin. I’m still on my knees in front of them, just as they want.
“I told you, you will regret it.” he holds my chin even tighter now, gritting his teeth.
“Ryan, believe me. I didn’t do anything like that.” I say, as Darius walk back into the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Tie her hands.” Ryan says. Darius quickly takes the rope from the table, and yanks my two hands behind me.
“Please.” I say. He’s grinning as he ties the rope on my wrists. My boobs are more exposed as he made my chest pops out.
“Now, crawl to us little doll.” Ryan smiles, slapping my boobs.
“I fucking didn’t do that, don’t you get me!” I yell out in tears.
Ryan squats in front of me, while the rest of his brothers stand behind, watching Ryan personally handle me.
“I hate liars, Elena,” he says to my face, as if he wants to spit on me.
“Fuck you!” I yelled at his face.
“No, I’m the one who’s gonna fuck you bad, Elena,” he says in his deep voice. I hate to see what his eyes look like, and I hate to hear the sound of laughters from the rest of his brothers.
“Do you know what I do to liars? I fucking kill them.” he smiles, showing his fang-like teeth. I don’t get terrified of what he just said, he is not going to kill me. At least not now. But his eyes tell me different-he wants to do something. Maybe kill me.
“Come here.” he’s dragging me by my hair, then toss me on his shoulder. Tyson is standing by the door, and he opens it for Ryan.
“Where the fuck are you taking me to? Please.” I yell, swinging my legs, but my hands are tied. I can’t move. His hands are pressing my butt hard against his shoulder as he walks fast out of the room.
I don’t know what the heck is in his mind, but he climbs down the staircase. It must be very late because I don’t hear any noise of the party going on. I don’t even have any idea of the time, or did they tell everyone to go home? I’m alone with them, and it’s scaring me. I’ve never been this scared before.
Ryan stops at a door and opens it. He turn the lights on. It looks like a guest room. Why am I here? Why did he bring me here? I scream, but he doesn’t stop. He walks straight to another door , which I realize is a bathroom. He brought me to a bathroom. My heart is pounding hard against my chest, I’m getting scared.
“Ryan, please.” I stare right at his eyes, they are fucking dead. Brutal. He dumps me on the bathtub roughly, taking off his shirt. He isn’t looking at me, he’s scanning the room for something. I’m crying, and I can’t move.
“Soft flower, I want to see you wet.” he says, a bottle of vodka in his hand.
My eyes widened, terrified. What does he want to do with that?
He opens it and start pouring the content on me, from my head to my breast to my thighs. I don’t open my eyes because I might go blind. “Please.” I cry, as it rushes down from my hair interrupting the whimpers from my lips.
He doesn’t allow me catch my breath. He opens another bottle and pours it on me until every part of me is drenched. I feel my skin burns and the vodka is sticky on my skin. My eyes are red and it hurts. He finishes and kick the bottles to the wall with anger. He grabs my face again, pressing my cheeks tightly in his hands.
“This is a warm up, Elena. I’m fucking going to ruin you!” he pushes me to the wall. I’m shedding tears in anger.
I’m pissed, so fucking pissed. He’s made up his mind to mess me up and there’s nothing I can do to change that. I’m in their control, from now on, they are going to deal with me.
“Save yourself, Elena.” he says, standing up. He’s walking out of the door. What is he doing? No way. He can’t fucking keep me locked up here.
“Ryan, please.” I beg, he’s walking so fast with his long legs towards the door. I’m screaming, crying for help as I hear the door open, and shuts again. He’s gone.
“Someone, please get me out of here!” I scream my lungs out. I’m breaking down in tears. I’m frustrated and hurt.
Everything hurts. I hate myself. I hate everything. Most of all, I hate being a daughter that forgets her dad’s birthday. I hate myself for coming here. I fucking hate everything. I growl out loudly, but my broken voice only bounces the wall.