Ace is the youngest member of the Broken Demons Motorcycle club, but he harbours a dark past. The only people who know what happened to the poor, sweet teenage boy are his president Killer and Killers wife Cordelia. They took him in when he was seve...
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Images flash through my mind, the dark room with a single bulb hanging above my head. The mafia don in front of me, smiling like we're just friends catching up. The rings on his fingers as his fist came flying towards me. The feeling of his nose running along my neck as he threatened me. The pictures of my dad. I can't help it as a sob breaks loose
"Fe?" I hear from behind me, I try to turn but it hurts too much
"Fe I'm here, you're safe." Great, just what I need. I try to open my eyes, but only one seems to follow the order and I realise I'm not in my apartment. I remember making it home. I remember crawling up the stairs. I remember sending messages to Needles and my dad, so it wouldn't raise suspicion, but then it's just black. I see flashes of day light in my apartment, but nothing else.
"Here, try to drink." He says as he holds a straw to my lips, I try to drink, but it hurts to swallow, so I give up
"I'm so sorry Fe." Ace sighs as he places the water back on the nightstand
"Go to hell." I croak, my voice breaking. He clearly wasn't expecting that from the shock in his red eyes. He reaches out to touch me, but I move away.
"I'll get Cordelia." He sighs looking at the ground as he walks away.
"Hey honey, you mind if I check you over?" Cordelia asks as she kneels beside the bed, I nod and she opens the bag she brought in with her
"Will you give us a minute?" Cordelia asks looking to the door, I don't look, but I hear it open and close
"Ok, let me take a look at you." Cordelia smiles sadly
"I hate to ask this, but I have to. I may have treated your injuries but I didn't examine you internally until I could ask you first." Cordelia sighs
"I wasn't raped." I croak and she nods, some of the stress melting from her features.
"Do you remember what happened? You were obviously beaten pretty badly." Cordelia asks as she pulls back the sheet covering me and lifts up Aces shirt
"No." I lie, I have to, no one can know what happened last night.
"Well you do have a head injury, but if you can't remember I'd like to keep an eye on you." She sighs as she covers me back up.
"I want to go home." I can't speak much more, my throat feels like I swallowed glass
"Can you stay here? Just for today, I'd like to be close by just in case." Cordelia asks
"Not here." I whisper and she sighs
"I can move you to another room if you want, but Ace feels guilty about what happened, I'm sure he would want you here." She silently pleads
"No." My voice breaks completely and I reach up to rub my throat, obviously bruised from being strangled.
