Chapter seventeen :my hero

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MAIA'S POV: I start running, how dare he say that to me that imbecile, I tried to stop the tears from flowing but for some reason hearing him say that hurt more than anything else, I keep walking despite his loud calls because I can't bear the thought of getting back in the car with him I hear him yell he's leaving without me and that hurt even more but I shrug it off I don't understand why he makes me so emotional, the alcohol plus the ache in my chest leaves me feeling absolutely numb and empty, my feet are starting to hurt because of the heels but I push through either ways, the road seems endless and I realize I have no idea where I'm going, this was a stupid decision what in the world was I thinking, I try to find out my phone so I can hire an uber but just my luck, I left the phone in that idiot's car I keep walking and now I'm actually getting scared when suddenly a car drives straight towards me in full speed, I try to get the drivers attention to see if he can give me a lift, but it seems like the stars aren't in my favor today, because out of that car immerged Henry and about four or five guys with him I can't really tell because the world is slightly tilting out of focus, him and his group of hoodlums surround me, I critically examine them looking for a weak point they're all a lot bigger than me but I can still take down about two of them which leaves three, they have quite the advantage they have numbers and they are sober, I have to find a way out of here
"Well, well, well would you look what the cat dragged in if it isn't little red riding hood in a mini dress all dressed up for all bad wolfies "he does a disgusting howling sound while he's stupid friends chuckles and some whistle at me I try to use my hands to cover myself suddenly feeling ashamed, I can feel my skin starting to crawl and my breathing coming out in rasps, of all times to have another panic attacks why right now
"Aww, what's wrong little red did you lose your balls, weren't you the one that humiliated me with your little lover boy who was busy playing Robin hood." Of course, even in his absence, I'll still pay for his foolishness.
"Ah I didn't know you were such a man of Disney Henry, don't tell me you have a crush on Cinderella as well". He smacked me so hard across the face that I fell to the ground and I could taste my blood that was pouring from my slightly busted lip, making my head spin even faster, his friends are guffawing and chuckling, I stand up ignoring the dizziness and the pain not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing me down. I gently wiped the blood off and faced him again arrogantly tilting my chin, I chuckled drily
"You hit well...... For a girl. "Some of his friends snickered and I smirked even though that made me bleed more the pain was worth seeing him sneer at me angrily.
"It seems miss riding hood doesn't understand what's happening here that's why she still has her smart ass mouth yapping, you are all alone in an empty road surrounded by 5 men who are all ready to have a turn with you and we're going to make you put that pretty little mouth to good use. " my whole body is shaking and I try to block out the memory the smells, their hands on me, I'm finding it harder to breathe, one of them laughed and tried to touch me but I threw him off me and went into full defense mode, my reflexes are quite slow because of all the pain and alcohol and they are quite strong, I hit one with my elbow straight to his throat and kneed the other in the groin but one tugged my leg from behind me, I screamed in pain, Henry starts laughing, he starts ripping my dress from the front and I'm struggling for my life against the two holding my bruised legs and arm, tears are pouring down my face and for a moment I don't see them I see me in that dark room with those two men hovering over me and ripping off my clothes I screamed and clawed at Henry, he cussed at me and slapped me,
"Shut up your whining princess, thought you were such a tough girl eh? You'll be screaming something different soon. " they started laughing and I could feel the fear gnawing at m throat I was about to lose consciousness but I screamed the only name that was on my mind "SAMUEL!!!! " suddenly felt Henry being aggressively thrown off me, the rest of them let go of me to see who it was, the moment I looked up I almost cried out in relief it was him, he came back, but he looked different he looked dark, dangerous, still amazingly handsome even with the rage in his eyes, the was beating Henry up and screaming some words that I couldn't quite catch because everything turned black...
SAMUEL'S POV; "I knew I shouldn't have let her go, but she's just so stubborn and annoying ,I hope she doesn't get her self into any trouble", I mused to myself, I took a turn right down the street it was an unusually dark night , there was no moon in sight , crickets chirped but instead of the sound being soothing it sent a tremor through me , the wind blew at a stead  pace and the trees danced in return ,the night was cold , the air was crisp as well, a strange but strong sense told me that she was in trouble,  I walked down the path, stones crunching under my foot,  the hairs on my neck stood in alert,  I increased my pace  thinking of various bad scenarios,  I suddenly stopped and strained my ears,  suddenly I heard a shout,  it was her she was screaming my name.
    I ran toward the direction of the sound,  heedless of the eerie sounds I was hearing,  it seems the woods had decided to make the atmosphere more dramatic,  then I saw her sprawled on the ground with two large men hovering over her, my mind went blank with rage, I charged towards them without even thinking tearing the first two off her, I  sneering at them
"get off her you bastard" I threw punches after punches satisfied by the sound of cracking bones kneed him in the ribs and punched him hard enough to break his nose
, another brawly fellow attacked me from behind squeezing my throat in an effort to choke me,  the smell of sweat and cigarettes was emanating from him mixed with forest woodsy scent, the man I was beating up, threw a hard bunch and I heard a crack before an explosion in my head, before I had a chance to recover he delivered a series of punches on my ribs especially , my ears were ringing and I could taste blood, lots of it combined with the whiskey I was previous drinking the taste was nauseating,  I struggled not to black out,  they leered at  me.
  "Not so tough now my hero I'm gonna teach how to mind your business and you can  watch me get a taste of the lovely but unconscious body".  He  licked his chapped pale lips,  and I felt renewed fury as well as energy,  I tucked my elbows in and broke his hold over my neck,  I used my elbow on this throat and gave the one approaching me a resounding pound that sent his swaying,  I guess all those years of bare knuckle fighting and boxing in Spain really paid off.
I approached Henry and could literally taste the fear, he was trembling , I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him, his legs dangling, I stared at him hard and muttered
"Te voy a enviar al diablo que los demonios engendran".  But just then she moved and moaned my name in a painful whisper, I gave Henry one hard punch that rendered him unconscious, threw him on the ground like that trash that he was,  I bent over her my fingers tracing gently over her face trying to ascertain the level of damage I swept her into my arms and started walking back,  every porthole seemed to put her in another wave of pain,  my heart squeezed and my throat tightened,  I feel another wave of anger and I consider going back to beat up that scumbag, but her arms circled my  neck and she snuggled closer to me, I struggled against an overwhelming surge of attraction and fascination as I stared at her, unsure if I wanted to throttle her or kiss her,  I reined in my thought at that, I shouldn't be thinking about kissing her,  what frightened me was how badly I wanted to.
  Her eyes fluttered and I was faced with those beautifully tortuous eyes of hers,  she stared at me in confusion
  "Samuel...." She used her hand to trace my jaw and I tensed as blood rushed to a part of my body I had no interest in stirring but it was out of my hands,  her breath puffed on my neck,  my pulse hammered. She smiled dreamily and said
"This must be a dream, you'd never really come  for me, " she giggled and bit the tender skin above my pulse. I groaned and whispered huskily
"cariño por favor, stop I beg you stop. " she stared at me with those beguiling eyes, my Spanish accent became quite prominent. She nuzzled my cheek and dug his hands into my hair. She whispered close to my ear.
"I love your Spanish accent its so sexy, and it makes me feel naughty. " she said it in that seductive yet innocent tilt, her lips caught between her teeth I don't think I've ever experienced much an acute arousal,  the desire to kiss her was growing so strong It felt painful. I kisses the corners of her lips
"Stop talking, before you make me do something stupid. " she stared at me her eyes glazed with pleasure she drew closer her body rubbing against me intimately,  I bit my lips hard,  she was definitely tormenting me, I started walking again trying hard to ignore her innocent explorations, I realized she was still drunk, I shook my head ruefully I finally spotted my car and I hurried towards it just saw she bit my earlobe gently, I hissed gently and drew her away from me,  letting all the desire show in my eyes and she gasped.
"Serás mi muerte, mi ángel obstinate".  I gently nibbled at the hammering pulse on her neck and she moaned the sound rushing straight through me and warming my blood to a scorching heat, I inhaled the delicate but intoxicating  scent she always wore like flowery vanilla. "Samuel... "She whispered her voice sounding breathy, as she arched more into me,  I searched through the haze of arousal for the reason why I was reacting this way I was acting like a hormonal teenager who just got with a woman for the first time,  I shook my head,  even when I try to save her she still makes trouble for me


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