"Was it good? Was it worth it? Do you regret acting like a whore! Tell me you regret kissing them!” he shouts as he pulls me up by my hair so my face is now inches from his. I cry out as he yanks my hair hard.
The adrenaline is slowly leaving my body, the void is being filled and I'm purely terrified of this person before me. My body is shaking as he straddles me, my weak hands grip at his large hand that is now almost tearing my hair out. “Stop Drake, just please….stop!” I cry out but he doesn’t stop.
“Tell me you regret kissing them!” he screams and I scream back with rage.
“I don’t regret it! I don’t Drake! I fucking regret telling you! I should of fucking left you the first time you hurt me!” I shout back at him watching his face pulse with anger. His hand connects my face again but he’s still holding himself back because I know he can hit me harder if he wanted to.
I close my eyes and lay there while he takes all his frustration and anger out on me, hitting and swearing at me. I know no woman ever deserves to be hit by a man but in some weird way as his hand connects with my face, a little part of me feels that I deserve every little bit of this for acting the way I have lately. He deserves so much better. I feel liquid running down my face and I know it’s not tears…
“I should have disciplined you the first time you disrespected me then we wouldn’t be sitting in this predicament.” he bellows as he wraps his hands around my neck tightly I try grasping for air and scratching his fingers but he only gives me enough air so that I don’t pass out and I’m awake to witness and feel all his cruelty. I open my eyes slowly and I can already feel the ones bruised.
He yanks me up my hair but my body is trembling and too weak to stand up, I stumble and lose my footing but he continues to drag me towards the bed.
“You want to act like a fucking bitch! I’m going to treat you like one!” As we get closer to the bed, I start struggling against his grip when realization to what he’s going to do to me when we reach the bed hits me.
He continues to drag me as I plead for him to stop hurting me. He eventually tugs harshly at my hair throwing me onto the bed I start smacking and pushing him off but he climbs on top of me and rips my shirt off. I’m left with just my underwear, I hear him let out a growl as I continue to slap at his chest, he straddles me, tucking my bruised arms and hands under his knees. He peels off his shirt then whips his belt off in one quick motion.
“You deserve everything I’m about to do to you! I should’ve disciplined you the first time you disobeyed me, I didn’t think you would end up to be such a slut. If I knew you were going to whore yourself around I would’ve fucked Chelsea that night she came into my room! I didn’t because I loved you! I don’t know why I stopped myself though, it wasn’t like I was getting any from you!” he spat and I flinch underneath him breaking out in sobs.
I thought about channeling the power I had to hurt him but I wasn’t sure how to control it and no matter how angry I was at the moment I didn’t feel hatred for Drake, I loved him….I may not have been in love with him but I loved him more than he deserved and because of this, I could never cause him pain…even if he was so quick to inflict it on me.
He forcefully turns me over so I’m lying on my stomach as he ties his belt around my hands against the bar on top the head board.
“No Drake! Don’t do this….please don’t!” My voice is hoarse from the crying and screaming but he continues to tighten it against my wrists very tightly making me screech out in pain.
“Shut up! This is happening whether you like it or not, you need to know who you belong to! You need to learn, you are no better than a dog that needs to be disciplined when they fuck up and that’s how I’m going to treat you.” Drake growls and I know this is all his wolfs doing but I don’t care who’s in control, Drake should have been stronger, he should have been strong enough to stop his wolf from hurting me this way.
I feel Drakes weight leave me and I let out a pained sigh hoping all the torment is over, I turn my head to see him taking one of my thin belts that was left hanging over my chair and I start to panic.
“Drake! Don’t do this to me! Please…don’t…. I love you, I do, I swear…why are you doing this? Just let me go! Please!!” I beg him through my cries trying to get my hand loose from the leather belt but it won’t budge and my wrists are becoming raw.
“I love you too Lexi, that is exactly why I'm doing this! You need to be put in your place and the next time someone touches you, you will remember this! You think you can leave me when you wish? I put a lot of time and effort into our relationship and I’ll be dammed if I have to see you with another man. You think you can leave me? What will happen to Ronny when you leave? Or that pathetic excuse for a human, Chloe? Ronny is a strong wolf but not as strong as a beta, I can rip them to shreds and make it look like a rogue. If you leave me that’s exactly what I will do! Then I will come looking for you and make everyone you love pay for your stupidity. No more Alex. No more Johnny.” he says through gritted teeth as he climbs back on the bed, I see him bend the thin belt so that he’s holding both ends in one hand and I cry out and thrash about.
After those final words I know my fate with him is sealed. I won’t allow him to hurt anyone else.
His large rough hands are on my underwear as he rips them off, he puts his hands roughly on either side of my hips pulling my lower body off the bed, my naked body on display for him, he wants to humiliate me and he’s done just that. He pulls me with such force that I have no choice but to submit as I continue to cry out for him to stop. With one quick motion he lifts the belt and whips me, it’s loud and sounds as horrifying as it feels. I scream out in pain into the pillow that is covered with the blood from my face.
“Feels good...” Drake grunts from behind me as he lifts the belt again, I hear it whistle through the air before it hits my flesh again, this time harder and I can already feel the skin from where he’s belted me starting to welt.
He continues to beat me, breaking my heart with each whip. He’s rough and fast and it hurts like nothing I’ve experience before. I continue to cry as I feel liquid slide down my back and down the back of my legs but the fact that I'm bleeding doesn’t faze him as he continues to lash me roughly continuously grunting and growling out “you deserve this for betraying me!” and I know it’s the truth.
“You can’t leave me! You disrespect me again and I will do so much worse and you know it!” he growls making my stomach turn.
“You love me Lexi you do!” he says in a softer voice.
“Tell me you love me?” he says softer but I say nothing.
“Tell me!” He barks as he whips me again.
“I love you, I love you.” I cry out.
“Again!” he yells with another whip.
“I love you!” I cry out and my body shakes in sobs.
He continues this mantra for another six whippings. My body falls dazedly down onto the mattress as I stare numbly at the blood that is now trailing down my arm from my wrist being sliced open by the leather belt that holds them together. The pain is still there but I’m no longer crying or shaken with fear. I lay there emotionless as Drake continues to break me apart; my body is battered and bruised just as the inside of me is.
My body continues to move back and forth on the mattress by the harsh force of the belt being slapped against my back and bare ass. I’m silent now, the only sound apart from the belt hitting my flesh is the bed squeaking beneath me and Drakes animalistic grunts.
I stare as the blood drips from my raised elbow onto the bare mattress since the sheet has come loose due to my struggling, I watch as the mattress absorbs the drop of blood, the drop is gone but the stain from it is still there and will most probably be damaged forever, just how I absorb all the pain Drake inflicts on me, although he’s doing this to me now…eventually the bruises and cuts will fade but he’s ruined me, forever.
I tune everything out as I lean on my elevated arm and continuously stare at the dripping
blood. I feel Drakes pace slow and my entire back and ass is numb and stiff, I hear the belt drop to the floor. I should probably feel happy or some sort of relief that he’s done but I don’t. I don’t feel anything. He leans over me and gives my shoulder a soft kiss before he gets off the bed. I hear him as he puts his shirt on, he doesn’t say a word, he pulls the belt tightly trying to loosen my bloody wrists causing more pain but I continue to lay there and take it … In some sick way I’m relieved he only intended on beating me, he could’ve done much worse.
The belt loosens and my wrists come loose, I can’t feel my arms at this point and they fall onto the bed sluggishly as I continue to lie there still… emotionlessly. I watch from beneath the hair that covers my face as he pulls his blood covered belt away and walks from the bed putting his belt back on his jeans. He moves to the other side of the bed as he switches the light off leaving me in darkness as he walks towards the door, I hear his footsteps stop as he looks at my battered naked body then he walks out. I hear keys rattling then a door slam, a few seconds later I hear a car skid off into the distance.
I continue to lay their frozen afraid the monster might return. I lay there unable to sleep or move in the darkness of the room.
CHAPTER 34:
CHLOE POV
It’s lunch time and we’re all sitting at the cafeteria, Jax has some random girl hanging off his shoulder. Ever since Lexi went to stay at the other pack house Jax has gone back to his old ways with the girls. Drake has been weird all day, you would think he would be excited to see Lexi since she's staying here this weekend but he's been quiet and depressed looking. Ronny is happy that Lexi is here and we are all excited to go out to dinner tonight with her.
"What's up with you bud?" Jax asks throwing a fry onto Drakes food tray trying to get his attention.
"Nothing just tired...." Drake replies.
"What? Long night with Lexi?" Ronny teases and I see Jax tense. I know what Ronny’s mission is...make Jax jealous.
"Something like that." Drake mumbles as he gets up with his tray and walks out the lunch room, leaving Jax clenching his jaw.
I excuse myself to go to the bathroom but on my way there I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I make my way into the stall before I answer the phone seeing Lexi's name appear on the screen, she usually doesn't call me.
"Hello Lex! What's up?" I say happily into the phone but as soon as I hear Lexi's muffled voice on the other end I i know something is wrong.
"I need your help but... if you help me....you have to keep whatever I ask you and whatever you see between the two of us. You can't even tell Ronny." she begs as I hear her start to cry. I'm grateful that she felt she could trust me in helping her so I promise I will keep it between us as she continues.
"Can you please come to the trailer, if you have any pain medicine it would help, as well as some antiseptic or something that can clear wounds? Don't tell anyone Chlo...please." She cry's into the speaker.
"I'm on my way." I don't ask questions, I leave the school telling them I'm sick, I don't have the next three lessons with Ronny so she won't notice me missing until last period which gives me time. I stop at the pharmacy and buy the things Lexi asked for along with a few extra supplies. I make my way over to where Lexi is and mentally prepare myself for what I’m about to see.
As I walk into the dark house I panic, I could have never been prepared for what I was seeing when I switched her bedroom light on. Lexi was lying curled up in the middle of the bed clutching a blood stained blanket. Her naked back facing me and I could see the bruises covering her back and her bare arm. Her back is covered in welts and long slits of dried blood. Someone whipped her, the marking is all too obvious. I walk closer as I watch her lay there frozen staring at the curtains that cover her window.
"What happened Lexi!" I cry out as I rush to her side, her one eye is swollen shut and her face is covered in dry blood with a few scratches on her face. I look at her wrists and I gasp, they are slit the whole way around, the skin raw, I lift my hand to move the blooded piece of hair stuck to her forehead and she flinches away from me wincing.
"Oh my God, who did this? What happened?" I ask her leaning my knees onto the floor in front of her so I'm at eye level.
She just stares numbly over my shoulder at the curtain as she mumbles distantly, "Drake..."
My eyes widen as the shock takes over, how could he do this to her? I quickly pull the curtains opens trying to get more light into the room so I can access the damage. I need to get her out of here.
"We need to tell Jax about this or his dad, Drake needs to be punished. He can't get away with doing this to you!" I yell and notice her wince.
"No! No one can know about this, especially not Jax. Just help me get up because I can't, then you can leave." She says bluntly and I know she trusted me to help her so that's what I'm going to do.
"I'm not leaving you like this, I'm going to run a bath so you can wash all the blood off, then we can clean up those cuts and put ice on your eyes." I run out of the room before she can tell me to leave and put the water on in the tub of the shower.
After getting the bath ready for her, I send Ronny a text knowing I will be a while here.
CHLOE at 12:36pm: Hi Hun, I'm not feeling well so I'm going to head home. Let me know when you’re @ the house & I'll stop by. Love you! Mwa
RONNY at 12:37pm: What's wrong? Do you want me to come with you?
CHLOE at 12:37pm: No Ron its fine really, just a little headache & I can't focus on school work, see you in a couple of hours.
RONNY at 12:39pm: Ok Love you hope u feel better.
I make my way over to Lexis's room, I can see her struggling to lift her weak body to a sitting position so I rush over to her side to help her up but she flinches at my touch.
"Please Lex, let me help you. I won't hurt you, I just want to help." I say trying to keep the tears at bay because I need to be strong for her. I don't want her to see that I’m weak or make her think she made the wrong move calling me to help her.
She nods but I can see she is still hesitant when I gently touch her and try to help her up. She finally gets into a seating position, the white mattress and bedding is stained with blood.
"Did he do more than beat you?” I ask cautiously having to know just how far he went.
“No.”
"I'm still going to kill him." I say angrily. Her attention snaps to me and she puts her bloody hand on my shoulder making sure I listen to what she saying.
"No! Chloe you don't go near him! Don't mentioned one word of this to him...he could hurt you for finding out about this. You need to be safe! If he finds out you know he will come back and do worse. We need to hurry before he gets back!" she says starting to panic. The terror that takes hold of her face and body shows the horror that Drake put her through last night and I tremble from the fear that radiates from her.
I help her up but she can barely walk, I know she's in pain as her small body stumbles and limps beside me taking short breaths but she doesn't cry.
How could he destroy someone he loves like this? He is out of control....
I help her into the bath with the thin sheet still wrapped around her; she hesitantly pulls the sheet off and hands it to me. As she lowers herself into the water I grasp as I notice how bruised and beaten her body is.
The clear water now has a pink tint as she sits in it; she lifts her knees slowly wincing at the pain from the welts that are on her bottom and lower back then she turns her head so she is facing the wall as she rests her cheek on her knee. I take that as her wanting privacy.
I turn and make my way out but she stops me as she mumbles with a soft voice, "Don't go..." it's almost a whisper but I hear her.
I lean against the tub and use a jug to pour water gently down her back, she winces at the contact and continues to sit tensely as I pour the water over the cuts and remove the dry blood with a cloth. I gently wipe away the blood on her wrists, face and neck. I wash her hair avoiding the cuts near
her hairline on her forehead. She washes her legs and the rest of her body. The water is cold by the time she pulls the plug draining the bloody water.
I help her up and wrap her in a towel then make our way back to her room where I notice her avoiding her bed area. She limps to her draws then pulls out under wear and a bra then she heads over to her cupboard and pulls out a sweater and hoodie with a pair of long flannel pajama pants.
I start cleaning out the sheets and bedding including the blood stained pillows. I have a lump in my throat when I come across her ripped shirt and underwear. I place everything into a trash bag, take it out to the yard and throw everything in the large bin.
I sit on the staircase near the back door. I can't imagine what he did to her and the horror she had to go through. I can't control my tears now as I sob into my hands. I hear the door shut behind me and I feel a soft cold hand gently rest on my shoulder.
I lift my head wiping away my tears as she staggers down the stairs, even though she is in pain she bends down in front of me and a whimper escapes her lips when she sits down.
This is Lexi, no matter what she's going through she will always put others before her, she can barely walk but she's out here comforting me while I cry for what she’s had to endure.
She gently rubs my forearms as she says sadly, "Don't cry Chlo....I deserved this...I deserve everything I got for betraying him." I look at her confused. Her face is void of emotion after saying this.
"How can you say this is your fault? No matter what you did, you don't deserve this Lex! No one does!" I say full of anger towards Drake for doing this to her. She turns her head and just looks at the sky, she doesn't respond, just stares blankly.
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