Innocence

Chapter Fourteen - Aftermath & Injuries

Picture of Damien to the side! :) 

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For the first time since I knew them, Daniel and James, the usually bickering best friends, looked worried and unsure of what to do. My eyes left their clueless faces and moved to Tyler’s, who was staring at me with worry. He looked as if the thing he treasured most in life was about to be taken away from him, and he did not like it one bit. I looked at him with a silent desperate look. Just leave, I’ll be fine. I mentally screamed; that did no help.

“Paul.” Tyler growled, his jaw clenched. “Let. Her. Go. This is between you and me.”

Paul let out a harsh laugh as he pressed the gun firmer against my skull. “That’s exactly why I’ve got this little mouse here. I know how much she means to you, and what would make me happy? Seeing you suffer. She’s merely a hostage to lure you in.”

I could visibly see Tyler swallow from nervousness. His eyes flickered to me for a second before going back to Paul. “What do you want?” He asked in a slightly strained voice.

“I want to do what I originally planned on doing to your precious girl here before you all so rudely interrupted. Except this time, you can watch me rape her. After that, she’s all yours – as long as you give up your title as the leader of your gang and hand them over to me.” Paul said, and I could mentally picture his sick smirk.

To add empathises on his words; Paul pulled me closer to him, making me cry out in pain from my knee. I looked down at my almost-naked body and bit my lip to refrain another sound of pain from coming out. The scar that was running down my stomach was still pouring out blood, covering the majority of my stomach and starting to turn my underwear a crimson colour. The scars on the sides of my thighs were also contributing to this. My knee was getting even more swollen and you could physically see the skin throbbing from the pain.

Tyler’s fists clenched and he took a step forward, before Daniel put an arm out and pulled him back. He muttered something to Tyler and Tyler stayed where he was.

Paul didn’t let his movement pass easily, and I felt the gun that was pointed at my head click. “Bad move bad boy.” Paul said before leaning down to my ear. “It’s a shame I won’t ever be able to do you now. You would’ve been amazing. But your boy didn’t listen to my rules. So now you’re going to die.” He whispered in my ear, making me shudder in disgust before I struggled against his hold. He pulled my hair backwards and put the gun back to my head.

I looked over at Tyler for what was going to be the last time and a tear that I was trying to hold in escaped and ran down my cheek slowly.

But before anything could happen, another click of a gun echoed throughout the quiet room. “Let her go Paul, or it’s your head that’s going to be blown off.” Stanley’s voice declared sternly. I felt Paul stiffen and his grip on me loosened. I used that to my advantage and elbowed Paul in the gut, making him completely let go of me and groan in pain. I started to run but my knee protested in pain, making me limp my way over to the people I was familiar with. Tyler pushed past Damien and James and pulled me into a bone crushing hug, and I began to sob frantically, taking in his familiar scent.

 “Emma.” He murmured into my hair, hugging me even closer towards his torso. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

“Tyler. I’ve missed you so much.” I whispered into the crook of his neck. I could feel his shirt becoming soaked from my tears and I stared blushing frantically, trying to stop crying.

Our affectionate moment was short lived, because it wasn’t long before all hell broke loose.

“WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IDIOTS STANDING THERE?! GO KILL THEM!” Paul growled, recovering quickly.