Breaking Cannon

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Massive, Massive TW

Sexual assault
Panic attacks
Maddox POV
Update: Y'all seriously I literally triggered myself writing this.
He pins my arms to my side and leans in to the mic again.

I look around at notice that we're the only people in the bar. The bartender is nowhere in sight.

How the fuck did I not notice that before??

"I think I'll have a go at your plaything, Cannon. Want to listen?"

I'm full tilt panicking at this point. He grabs my dress and rips it open, exposing my bra. I claw and scratch at his arms, desperately trying to get him off of me. I buck my hips and scream but it's no use.

"Yeah that's right. Struggle. I like that." He says in my ear. His foul breath fanning over my neck.

"Please Dillon." I sob. "Please don't. Please."

He chuckles softly and then I feel his hand go down to my underwear.

"NO. Please stop." I scream out.

"Doesn't seem like you want me to." Is all he says.

The second that I feel skin to skin contact, I completely go limp. It's like I'm watching my body from the outside. I feel everything he's doing to me, but I don't at the same time. I simply lay there and wait for it to be over.

Cannon POV

My feet are hitting the pavement full speed. The second I heard her scream I was sprinting. I was out of the car taking a call. I came back just in time to hear her.

I run, willing my feet to carry me faster. I finally reach the bar and throw open the door.

Then I see it. What he's doing. She's gone completely limp, tears staining her face.

Before I can register what my body is going, I'm throwing him off of her. Rage courses through my body. Any sense of restrain I have is gone.

He's doing to her what my father did to me-

Not now Cannon. You can't break right now. In a flash, I'm on top of him. I reign punches down. I relish as I feel his bones crack beneath me.

"What the fuck man?" He sputters out. "She's just some bitch"

I'm going to fucking kill him.

I continue my attack until I feel a hand on my back. I turn towards it, nothing but murder in my eyes.
Calen steps towards me with a look that tells me there are bigger things I need to worry about.

"Clean this up. Put him in a cell. I'm not nearly done with him." I spit.

I shake my hands out and wipe the blood off on my pants. I turn a little more and see her. There are already bruises forming on her arms and hips. Her dress is ripped and riding up above her underwear, which are also ripped. I feel another surge of anger rise but quickly push it down. I take off my coat and go to gently cover her. She doesn't register my movements at all. Her eyes stare blankly ahead. Her breathing erratic.

"Maddox. Maddox, hey it's me. It's Cannon. I'm going to pick you up now. Can I touch you?"

Her head slowly turns towards me and for the first time, I see nothing but fear in her eyes. No defiance, no stubbornness. Just pure fear and panic. She locks eyes with me and nods once.

I pick up her trembling body.

"Calen." I snap. "Make sure no one is between us and the car."

He looks at her and I see something flash across his eyes. This girl has been nothing but a handful. Why do we feel this protective over her?

Let's kill him now.

No. No I can't.

She needs me.

I carry her to the car and go to set her in her seat. She clings even harder to me. Silently begging me to not let her go.

"Okay, okay sweetheart. I won't leave you."

I climb in the car with her. She pulls herself closer into my chest and loses her battle with consciousness, as she slowly slips into a deep sleep.

A/N: I'm so sorry if this triggered anyone.

Ugh I love Cannon.

Do we want a Jax POV?