My senses focused as the footsteps slowed down. Stalking. I clutched the knife tighter as I swallowed.
… I was dehydrated…
Stop worrying about yourself! Focus!
A figure jolted in the doorway. I froze for a second, Sage groaned in my mind. They came closer and I caught sight of his face.
… Benlyam…
“Violet?” his deep voice asked. He reached out for me and my free hand wrapped around my stomach protectively.
“Get a-away!” I screamed at him. My voice cracked and my tonsils strained. That hurt but I ignored the pain and jolted the knife put as a warning.
His eyes flashed pure pain. He saw my arm around my stomach and bit his lips.
“Violet, calm down, honey.” He spoke calmly as he inched towards me.
“Get!” I warned again and went to lightly reach for my arm but I slashed his hand. He hissed and pulled back, a small, thin blood trail on his hand.
“Honey,” he strained, “put down the knife. I’m not going to hurt you,” he pleaded.
He went to grab the knife and I grunted, trying to hit him again but he knocked the knife out of my hand and it clinked on the ground.
No! No!
I bit my lip as I looked at him with wide, fearful eyes.
“Violet, come-” he kneeled down to me so he would appear less intimidating, “just come here, honey. I’m not going to hurt you. I want to help.”
… He already hurt me…
Numerous times too! He slapped me, choked me, belittled me, and cut me with his claws!
… Get the fuck away!…
He shut his eyes and rubbed his temple. “Violet…” he went to grab my arm from my stomach and I scooted back, repulsive.
“Don’t touch m-my baby!” I screeched at him, my tonsils felt like snapping.
His mouth dropped open at ‘my baby’. The next moment happened so fast.
Benlyam reached out to grab my body and I screamed so loud that my voice cut off. My nails elongated into claws and I scratched at his arms as he grabbed me. He instinctively growled in response to the marks.
He pulled my chest to his as I kept marking him. He picked me up and I made sure to keep an arm around my stomach at all times. He started walking out and grabbed my wrists to stop clawing at him because I was hurting myself.
I silently gasped when he gently grabbed me, he came in direct contact with my open cicatrices.
“Fuck,” he swore and I flinched as I struggled against him. I was light-headed, I was tired. “Violet, stop it!” he scolded me gently.
He was walking quickly and I kept pushing against him but he held me steady. He briskly left the building and direct sunlight shined on me. I clasped my eyes together as I whimpered against Benlyam.
I pulled on my wrist in his hand and he pulled it back up lightly, he was making sure I wouldn’t get hurt. Jokes on him, I already hurt myself in the process.
He yelled out some orders and tears started to cloud my vision. I was placed in the back of a van and the doors immediately closed and I crawled out of Benlyam’s lap. He grabbed my hips to pull me back and I cried out.
… He did claw me, I didn’t imagine that!…
He grabbed me in the exact spot where I was injured.
“Violet, I didn’t touch you,” he murmured as he carefully pulled me up and my eyes landed on two female figures in scrubs. One looked familiar but I couldn’t put a name to her. I crawled back and was met with the door.
I felt claustrophobic as they neared me with their hands raised. There was no way out. My arms wrapped around my bump as tears clouded my eyes.
“P-please don’t h-hurt m-my b-baby!” I pleaded, my voice was so broken, I could barely hear myself.
“Shh, Violet. They won’t hurt you,” Benlyam whispered to me as he went to reach for me but I shrunk back.
I was more concerned about covering my stomach than my exposed breasts. I frantically looked at the two women. The familiar one nodded.
They came closer and I had nowhere else to go, nothing else to do. They lightly grabbed me and put some water to my lips. I sobbed as they started to treat some of my wounds. I wanted to keep my hand around my belly but they wanted to help Alpha’s label.
My head spun. I was too overwhelmed. I was tired and starved and tortured.
My eyes rolled back as my body started to fall. I heard Benlyam shout my name right before I slipped completely. Maybe this is how I die.
… I’m sorry baby. I would’ve given you everything…